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Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 11 Joined: 5-June 06 Member No.: 1,681 ![]() |
Hello.
I just want to share something. I really love my garden and throughout spring I was planting and landscaping getting all ready for summer. On the 3rd June we had to let Taylor my beautiful bulldog go. It has crushed me. When we returned home I noticed that the first rose on my tree had opened and I was pretty angry about it. Nothing was beautiful anymore. My husband said it's Taylors rose. I was pretty close to destroying my garden because it seemed obscene that it could start to flourish and look pretty when all I felt was despair. As days passed I would glance at the rose not really admiring it but feeling it was a reminder. The last few days the other roses have now opened. They are red. All red, except the first one which is fuscia in colour. I rang my mum and asked her if roses on the same bush could be a different colour. She told me she didnt think so and had never seen it. When my husband came home I showed him the rose and asked 'is that a different colour to the rest?' a reality check for me! He said 'yes..why' I checked out the roses name and they are called 'love knots'. I have now taken the rose before its petals fall and I am pressing the flower. I will frame it and name it 'Taylor's Rose'. I asked for a sign that she is somewhere safe and happy. I think I received my sign in a slightly different manner than I was expecting. When I thought that perhaps my girl sent me a rose I cried a bucket but as a cynic who desperately wants to believe, my strange rose is bringing some comfort. I like to think she's telling me that she WILL be waiting at Rainbow Bridge. Think of all those amazing reunions! Peace to you all. |
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![]() Group: Pet Lovers Posts: 31 Joined: 1-June 06 Member No.: 1,663 ![]() |
Hi everyone,
I read this topic with great interest, because from the day Guinness died I have been waiting for a sign. My mum died three years ago and I feel she has done some things for her children, has given us these "signs", and believe me, I am not very religious or with my head in the clouds - as they say over here - being brought up in a family of scientists. But I do believe there is something out there that keeps us in contact with the ones we love and that have passed away. If you listen to people who had to let someone dear go, you will find that most of them experience similar things as Taylors mum. I myself think the signs are always there, only we are not used to reading them anymore. Here is my story, although it happened before my dog died. I had to make the hardest choice to have Guinness put to sleep, he was old, he was ill, had problems with his equilibrium and probably had a tumor in his brain. But I kept postponing, which was possible through some heavy medicine. But one day he could no longer get up by himself and watching him so helpless and ill I could no longer bear it, so I called the vet. He said he would be around after lunchtime. Up to that moment my dog had been lying on the floor for 4 hours, in the same position, staring around him with his one eye (he lost one eye when he was young) as if he did no longer recognize his surroundings. But at one moment, with my help, he managed to get up and went outside to drink. Seeing him walking I felt great doubt. Did I do the right thing? It tore me up inside and I turned the question to my mum. As soon as I thought this, a big hawk came flying in our garden and landed on the fence post not even 2 metres away from Guinness. I had never seen this bird, let alone in our suburban neighbourhood where none of the sort reside. Furthermore, this was such a big bird, far bigger it seemed than the hawks that live in my country. I stared at it in amazement. It turned to look at Guinness, then flew away after maybe 30 sec. And somehow that gave me comfort. Later, after Guinness was gone and I was left devastated, I was desperately searching for something to comfort me. So I went to the library to look for a book on symbols. That led me to Egyptian symbols, where I found the hawk. With the ancient egyptians the hawk is the God of Heaven. And what is more, this god also had only one eye. I will remember this all my life. So Taylor's mum, cherish this rose you have, it is a beautifull sign and I am sure it was from Taylor. Essy -------------------- il est des douleurs qui ne pleurent qu'à l'intérieur
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