Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Sawyer's hawk

We had a fantastic day today. Erik goes back to work tomorrow, so we tried to enjoy the day as much as we could for all of us.

The first thing we did was visit Sawyer. Sadie immediately ran over to his grave and giggled excitedly over the pinwheel Erik and I placed there a few days earlier. She knelt down and kissed the grass and told Sawyer that she loved him.

After that, she went skipping about the graves in a way that only a child could be so happy and carefree. While I was sitting on the ground next to Sawyer and watching Sadie, I heard this beautiful bird. I looked up and there he was - the same hawk that was there through Sawyer's entire service - the same hawk that glided in circles around the cemetery last week when Erik and I were there.

I yelled for Erik to come see and we just couldn't believe our eyes. He was perched in a tree right above Sawyer's grave making the most beautiful sound. We watched him for a few minutes, until he looked down at us and flew away. After walking through the wet grass with Sadie for a while longer, we left - without tears today and with smiles on our faces.


Anonymous said...

Awwwwww that is the sweetest about the hawk!
Glad you guys got to go out and see sawyer....
Please let me know if you need anything while erik is at work even if it's just a shoulder to cry on.... I would of been over there this week, but I didn't want you catching this nasty nasty cold. (It seems to be almost gone)
Remember Friday we should so do the pool or splash pad.

Anonymous said...

I am happy to hear you had a great day at the cemetery with Erik, Sadie, and Sawyer. It is amazing the signs God gives us to let us know our loved one is still with us in spirit. Sawyer's hawk is watching over you and over him.

You are in my thoughts and prayer : )


Anonymous said...

That brings happy tears to my eyes. I love you all so very much. I pray for my Sadie and Sawyer every night before bed and it brings me such peace. Hope your days will continue to grow in this direction.

Love, Auntie Molly

Pipsylou said...

Just recently my friend's grandmother died...she LOVED foxes and collected little fox figurines, etc...well, when they went to the grave site, what do you think was sitting there at the grave in the middle of the cemetery in the middle of the city...A FOX!

This is SUCH a cool story, Michelle!

"What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we have loved deeply becomes a part of us."
-Helen Keller