Hubby got me some flowers to plant (I totally slacked last year because I was pregnant, and then I was too sad to really care about flowers in the yard..), and my mom got me a couple of hummingbird feeders. I love hummingbird feeders. I've always like them, but after our son, I have a special thing for them. I'll share my story, and if you guys think I'm crazy, that's totally alright.
The morning of our son's funeral, we had a houseful of people. I had gotten up before anyone else so I could have a quiet moment to get my head as together as I could to get through that day. I took my cup of coffee out on the back deck for a moment, and I said, "God, I know you're listening. Please give me a sign that our baby is okay so I can get through this day." At that moment, a little hummingbird flew up right in my face. It stayed there for a few seconds and flew away. And in that moment, I knew our little man was okay. And I got through that day. And every one after it so far. There is a hummingbird that comes up to the front windows every so often and looks in at us. And I know that he's watching over us. So I have put out a couple feeders in the back on the deck (I had about 20 hummingbirds at a time last summer.) I am putting a couple out front here in a few minutes. They are just special to me. And that's my story. Call me crazy, but we all have to have something that helps us get through the day. God (and my baby!) were listening that day, thankfully.