Four

Tomorrow, it will be four years.  Four years since we said our goodbyes. So much has happened while you've been gone, but I know from that balcony in heaven you've seen it all....the joys and the sorrows, the laughter and the pain ~ we call life.

I treasure those white feathers you leave to let me know you are present.  It's your way of letting us all know we are not alone, and that there is so much more to this life on earth than what we can see.  I've saved them all Mom, and have quite the collection :)    They bring me such peace and a smile.

   I call them my "angel" feathers, because only angels with wings from above can leave them.