Saturday Morning Message: Helpful Collections
Author: Carol Lane
One day at the cemetery, a butterfly landed on my side. That had never happened before, and I took it as a sign from my son, Bryon. After that, I began buying artificial butterflies to put in my house plants and other places around the house. This is a picture of one of them that I would like to share with all of you today. Even though I don’t buy them as much anymore, the joy they give me when I look around the house is amazing. It is strange how something as small as a butterfly can give you a lift. I hope you enjoy reading this message and seeing what other survivors find helpful.
Would you like to share a question or read how other survivors respond to a topic or question you have? I would love to gather some thoughts for future Saturday Morning Messages. You can also submit favorite songs that are meaningful to you. It can be helpful to read and hear how others cope.
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Question for Next Week’s Saturday Morning Message
Bonnie Jo, mother of Andrew, sent this question: “Do you like to share stories about your loved one? What memories do you have — funny, sad, cute or important to you — that are so precious you just want to share them?" We look forward to reading your responses.
♫ Song for the Week
Rosenda, sister of Robreno, wrote, “We just recently attended our first seminar in Austin. I have a very reserved personality, so I didn't make any instant friends. However, when we arrived, we were welcomed by not only TAPS employees but also many survivors who helped guide us through the check-in process. The ability to choose from different classes allowed it to feel personalized and tailored to our different needs. Initially, it was difficult to leave my kids with complete strangers, but they felt accepted and made new best friends. My entire family is looking forward to going to another one. Other members of my family are now interested in going to one after we shared our experiences.”
Rosenda suggested Linkin Park’s “One More Light” for the song this week. She thinks it reflects the atmosphere of a TAPS seminar as a place where everyone cares about each other and their loved ones.
Answers from Survivors
From Bonnie Jo, mother of Andrew: Since we got married, Bob and I bought a new painting each year around our anniversary from
Wildlife Artists, renowned for their authenticity. The first was a beautiful eagle painting that I still have over my fireplace. Often, eagles were a sidekick to the American flags we had all over our properties.
My daughter, an environmental scientist, was working in one of her various jobs in charge of studying the eagles. She was watching them with their eggs ready to hatch in a tree in Minnesota. She had to tell the company they could not disturb the nest until the babies were hatched and flew off. Ha, I realized then that eagles were a big part of our lives over time.
When Andy was killed, we held his funeral after a get-together at our church. As I was outside, a woman who did all the planting for the church garden came up to me and said, “Bonnie, I was out here today after the funeral, and I saw an eagle on top of the church steeple. I have never seen that before in all the years I have been here planting flowers.”
Then, my community where I was living planted a tree for Andy and Bob and I would always maintain it, watering and planting flowers, etc. One day we went out there to view it, and as we were standing there along came an eagle that landed on this 1-year-old tree! Oh, my! We cried for quite a while.
From Marcia, mother of Patrick: When my son, nicknamed "Crazy Turtle" in his Frontier Scouting days, died, it seemed as if there were turtles everywhere — in the stores, at the pond, on TV, in internet ads. At first, it was painful to see them — to be reminded like that. But one day I bought a large resin turtle for Patrick's grave. After that, I began buying all sorts like glass paper-weight turtles, ceramic turtles for the garden, turtle planters for the porch. Friends and family began to drop off even more, including a lovely papier-mache turtle from Honduras. I now have a wide assortment of turtles I treasure as a wonderful reminder of my son, my "Crazy Turtle."
I overheard a neighbor one day saying to her little son, "You know how Nanny Marcia likes to put pretend turtles around her garden? That's because it makes her think happy thoughts of her son." I couldn't have said it better myself!
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