The Burned Heart In The Carpet
by Flory Sack
My son Jason was born on December 4, 1977. I loved him from the first moment I laid my eyes on him in the delivery room at the hospital. He was a cute chubby baby and was very easy going. He was bright and gifted.
When he took a shotgun to his head we were all shocked.....literally every cell in my body ached. My heart ached most of all and still does. Jason sent many signs. Before the funeral service, the funeral director said "It is time now to start the ceremony" We were all inside. On top of the blue coffin his sister Lisa picked out was his picture and a bouquet of flowers. At that moment the flowers and picture fell off from the top of the coffin. Lisa saw this as her sign from Jason that his soul had flown away.
After the funeral we came back to our house with all the attendees that chose to come to give us help and support. Jason had a lizard who he named Cleo. We still care for her. Cleo has a circular light over her cage. Someone had taken the light off and put it on the carpet. The light is a perfect circle. When I lifted the light I did not see a burned circle, but instead there was a heart shaped burn in the carpet. Love never dies. I felt he burned that heart for me as a sign of his eternal love. Bluejays remind me of Jason. He has a beautifully custom painted 1986 Firebird. I now refer to it as the "JayBird". Whenever I see a bluejay I think of Jason and smile and thank him for the sign. 
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