As I finish up my work day, I can’t help but glance out the window at my desk. I am looking at the sky. I see my sweet Ryan when I look to the sky.
A few weeks after I was forced to say goodbye, I decided to take a road trip to Lake George, NY. I needed to get away, get out of my house, run away from myself. As I drove it began to rain; it began to pour. As I pulled off the exit on the Northway the rain subsided. Always so deep in thought when I drive. Thinking about the past, the future… always about my sweet boy.
As I drive down the windy road the sky caught my attention. It was the most pale of pinks I have ever seen a sky be. It was amazing! The whole sky was just pink! Not even a hint of blue, just completely pink. At the same time as I noticed the sky I looked to my left and passed a family farm- “Ryan’s Country Farm”. It was the first sign from my sweet baby. He came to me in the sky. I smiled; for the first time since he was gone my heart healed a little bit that day.
From that moment on, I have seen the most beautiful pink skies. I’m not sure if I just never paid any attention to the sky before- but how could I not. Such vibrant colors. My beautiful angel showing me how beautiful this life can be. I wake up in the morning and see him in the pink morning sky. As I drive home at night, there he is again, more magnificent than ever.
My Ryan has taught me to appreciate the beauty in things I never noticed before. Now I make it a point to take a few extra minutes every day to look at the sky. Is my baby there today? It amazes me how when I am in my weakest moments Ryan shows me the most gorgeous skies.
You have mommy’s attention Ryan… tell mommy everything.