For the last few days my soul has ached and my life just felt more sad then it should. It has been 10 years now and you would think that I would get used to this cycle of sadness that arrives every year just before the beginning of spring.
Even looking at the calendar last night left me confused rather then settled. You see, my angel daughter Jessica died March 20th 1997. It was the first day of spring. Makes that anniversary easy to remember except this year the first day of spring happens to be March 21-ugh. Something about when the vernal equinox falls- can't fool this body though- it remembers even when my consciousness questions.
Jessica has now been a memory longer then she was here on earth. Her broken body has now been ashes and lived in a teapot longer then her gentle spirit smiled with us here. While my soul aches for her and realizes that I can no longer hear that soft voice telling me she loves me, or smell her sweet breath, I can rejoice because I know she is in a far better place. Yes, 10 years ago we celebrated Jessica's Fly Away Day, a new birth day for her. Happy Birthday Baby! For more see here.