died on December 19, 2002 after a long bout with cancer. I
thought about her frequently on the anniversary of her death,
but I waited until the hour of her departure before I really
gave in to my need to reflect upon how much I missed her.
minutes before eleven -- the exact time she left this world
-- I stepped out onto the deck of my home for a moment of
solitude and meditation. It was perfectly still out there
-- not a breath of a breeze whispered through the quiet, overcast
you're better off, Mom, but I still miss you so much," I whispered
to the dark night. Tears streaked my face as I remembered
holding her slim, beautiful hand as she slipped away.
happened. My Claddagh wind chime began to ring softly, and
then one after another, the other chimes joined in until they
were all ringing a beautiful song. I stood, transfixed, smiling
through the tears which blurred my eyes. She was here with
chimes rang for about ninety seconds. Then, just as suddenly
as they had started, they stopped, and all was quiet again.
a moment longer in the stillness. She was gone. But I felt
fulfilled and joyous, knowing she would always be near.
Mommy," I whispered. "I love you."
inside and closed the door. For a moment, I stood there, listening
for the sound of the wind chimes, but not a single breath
of air stirred the night. Smiling, I turned off the lights
and left the room.