I just wanted to share this with all of you.  I know this is a terrible picture…all fuzzy, etc.  I am sorry for the quality of the picture, but I still wanted to share it with you.  I have been in the hospital again after having an acute and very severe allergic reaction – this time they put me into the critical care unit and monitored me until it was safe for me to come home.  Steve has been beside himself with worry, and I feel so bad for him.

But the story of the picture above starts this morning when I unpacked the overnight bag that Steve brought to the hospital for me with some clothes to come home in.  The bag he brought to me was a bag that I had bought a long time ago in Santa Fe, New Mexico while on a vacation with Steve & Morgan.  It had been a wonderful time for all of us, going to the art galleries and churches.  Somewhere during the trip Morgan put this little blue dog in the outside zipper pocket of my bag, and I had forgotten all about it.  That was Morgan 🙂

Morgan on a trip to Santa Fe

It is so amazing to me that out of nowhere I felt like I was receiving a sign from Morgan – that she is right there beside me.  I unpacked my bag and found this little plastic dog from Morgan…I cried.  They were tears of joy (because I felt she was right here with me) and tears from pain (knowing she can never be next to me again the way she was when she was alive).

So this fuzzy picture of a little plastic blue dog may not mean much to others, but to me it was definitely another sign from Morgan letting me know she is still right next to me and sending me healing light, and love from above.

May you all be blessed with the knowledge that love can NEVER be taken away…not even in death.