I FELT HER TOUCH

It was 4:00 a.m. this morning when I got out of bed to get another blanket to cover myself.  The nights are getting colder.  As I made my way back into the bedroom I glanced at my calendar that is pinned up on the wall in the kitchen.  It is November 5, 2013.  It is my sweet daughter's birthday.

I made myself go back to sleep by getting on my cellphone and on internet to catch up on the news of the day.  I thought about all the birthdays I had enjoyed celebrating Jeannette's special day in the past.  In 1975, I had a big birthday party for her.  She was walking around in her orange clogs with cake on her face and laughing.  She was my cute little 4 year old toddler.  I loved being her mommy.

It is 7:30 a.m. now.  I reached out while laying on my comfy bed and stretched out my hand.  I felt her hand touch mine.  It is unbelievable!!  I have no words to describe the feeling. 

Currently, lost for words.  I am emotional at this point on this blog.