Emma's Journey

I have said it before. I am not a fancy writer but I do like to write things for people. With what would have been Daniel's 7th birthday coming up Saturday I wrote this for his mom. Her favorite flower is the gerber daisy. I picked red because no matter what time of year, you can always find red ones, Valentines or fall it matches everything. So, just like her son's love they never go away. Here goes, don't laugh!



The Story of the Red Gerber Daisy....

by me Lori R.



Somewhere among the gold paved roads and flowing rivers, not far past the tree of life a small boy stands looking down on earth. A beautiful red daisy clutched in his chubby hand, he pulls it close to his nose and inhales. A flood of memories fill his mind. His tiny feet in the sand at the beach, Daddy giving him nose rubs, Mom singing the sunshine song. A lifetime of memories consume his heart with happiness, as he peaks down below the clouds of Heaven to try to catch a glimpse of those he left behind.

A mother sits in her garden, a beautiful red daisy in her loving hands. She inhales and the memories fill her mind. The many nights she kept watch over her son, the quite moments he spent in her arms that felt like the most heart felt conversation she ever had. She lifts her eyes upwards towards the clouds up to Heaven hoping to catch a glimpse of that which she has lost.

A father sits listening to beautiful music, picking at the petals of a red daisy he holds in his hand. He takes a deep breath and is filled with memories. Fixing his son's hair just right, swinging at the park, tickling all those sweet little squishy spots. His lifts his eyes towards Heaven, past the clouds and squints to try to catch a glimpse of that which he has lost.

The boy climbs high up into the tree of life, right to the very tip top. There, are the most perfect red daises he ever laid his eyes on. He picks a few, just as he did before, kisses them, and tosses them in the air, watching them fall beneath the clouds. With a voice more beautiful than any of the angels he speaks. "For you Mommy and Daddy. Smell them and remember me, know that when its your time, when it is God's will that we reunite, I'll be here waiting, but until then dry your tears, and watch for the flowers I send and know that I love you"