Dearest Daniel and Dad,
It's hard for me to believe that it's been seven years since each of you departed Earth. So many things have happened, in the world, in the US and on the farm since that time. Part of me believes that you know of these things, and then sometimes I am not so sure. Part of me hopes sometimes that Heaven is so much better than Earth that you are not even concerned with some of the minutia that concerns me. Not a day passes when I don't think of each of you. Sometimes I work in the barn with the horses or the other animals and I imagine that you both watch me with at least some level of amusement. Daniel, I know you would love the horses and that you would marvel at how long the alpacas you knew when you were here, have lived, and how well they are doing. Dad, I think you would be amused that the little girl who fought every one of your attempts at teaching me proper gun handling and to shoot, grew up to be licensed to carry a firearm everywhere. I think you would be proud that I taught the same to everyone here and that I am a pro firearms and safe handling guru of sorts.
This week there was a woman on television named Laura Lynne Jackson who was passing messages from those who have departed from Earth to loved ones here. It made me sad that so many others don't realize that if we stay still and listen that you do find ways to tell me things that are important. I understand those who seek psychics, although I believe that God gave most of us the ability to listen quietly to the voices below the wind.
Merry Christmas to you both. Please know I love you both very much and that I try hard to do things that I believe would please you both. Sometimes I feel you both beside me, and I am grateful for your efforts to guide me. God bless you both.......and thank Him for me, for allowing me to know you both on this all too short trip to the cold Earth.
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