Monday Memes 34

In the past 48 hours, Cleveland has received more than a foot of snow. What does that mean? Normally, a little snow in Cleveland is nothing – heck, even a foot isn’t that big a deal. That said, today kinda’ sucked because of the snow. Why? Because I parked my car on the street and snow plows apparently had no option but to PLOW my car in, pushing snow up and beyond the bottom of the doors (I drive a mini van), leaving my poor car to languish and die a slow, frozen death out on the curb. The situation sucked.

Then The Universe stepped in and reminded me that people are good and kind…

Kindness-Quotes-8

My Beloved and I spent about five hours today shopping with a client, then helping install the items she had purchased. We saw the van, looking forlorn and snow-covered as we left for the appointment. In fact, we tried to “unstick it” from its frozen cage before we left, to no avail. (We took our “other car”). When we came back, I was certain the sun had warmed the snow enough to allow me to simply drive out of the 18″ snow bank smothering the van.

It had not.

And so, with me at the wheel, my Angel began pushing the van. We rocked back and forth, gaining and then losing, inches at a time. When I saw that he looked frozen, I suggested we trade places – he would take the wheel and I would push and rock. I’m not sure why but, after about two minutes of pushing, a security officer in a Bobcat stopped and began helping push. Then another. And finally, a LADY – with two bags of groceries, walking down the street – joined in and helped. In about four minutes, the van was free!!! We all smiled, high-fived one another, then the lady grabbed her groceries, the second man walked away and the first man returned to his mini snowplow and drove off.

It was inspiring, and the experience touched my heart. For a moment I questioned if maybe I had looked that pathetic, out there pushing on my own but – no matter the reason – I was truly grateful that The Universe sent those three angels to help Martin and me.

help people

I forget sometimes that the world is full of kind, generous people – people that care about others, even strangers stuck in a snow drift. Thank you, nice lady with groceries, man out walking and security officer in a little Bobcat. I like to think you helped me and were kind to me because I am helpful and kind to others. Whether that is true or not, I will take this afternoon’s kindness, remember it and pay it forward.

Butterflies

Today is my older sister’s birthday; well, it was my older sister’s birthday but she isn’t celebrating birthdays any more, at least not here on earth. Jeannie (my sis) passed away a couple of years ago now. I still miss her, just like I miss my Mom, my grandmother (Mommo) and my Mom’s only sister, my Aunt Judy (AJ).

My Mom was from Tennessee. I spent many, many summers there as a child, and my older sister grew up there – don’t ask, our family is kinda’ complicated. Anyway, all these beautiful women always all lump together in my head, all my “Southern Belles.” Each was an incredible woman in her own way and together, well, the dynamic when they were all assembled in the same room was amazing.

I loved every one of them. And they all loved me back. I miss them.

My aunt AJ (great aunt, technically) passed away first, then my Mommo, then my Mom and finally Jeannie. With each passing, a little bit of my heart died too, but we “always made it through.” And – weird as this sounds – as each one of these lovely women passed away, the remaining ones swore that the departed ones “appeared” to them as butterflies. In fact, at my sister’s memorial, someone sent live butterflies to be released graveside after the service. The odd truth is that, after the butterflies were released, most of them circled the people gathered there and just sort of flitted around and “hung out.” Several theories were put forth as to why this happened – they smelled the ladies’ perfume, they were disoriented after release, they wanted to hang in the shade – so many explanations.

I think they were maybe being directed by my Mom, my Mommo and AJ, helping guide my sister Jeannie across…

butterfliesSo yeah, anyway – today? As I was outside the store, checking to see if it was going to rain, I glanced over at this huge planter in front of our window and there it was, a small white butterfly. As I walked towards it, I grinned as it just sat there on a flower, opening and closing its wings ever so slowly, luring me closer… I smiled.

small whiteWhen I got almost close enough to touch it, the butterfly opened its wings fully and just stopped. It looked so beautiful, the bright white wings against the rich foliage. I smiled again, then looked around, made sure no one could hear me, and asked,

“OK, which one are you? Jeannie? Mom? Mommo? AJ?”

The butterfly opened and closed its wings twice – probably some sort of cryptic butterfly “code” I do not understand – then lifted up off the flower and flitted away. I stood and watched it until I couldn’t see it any more. And then I smiled one more time.

Happy Birthday, Sis! I hope know you four are celebrating today… I’m glad.