Sunday, August 06, 2006
A Servant's Heart
However, underneath that outward persona lies a heart that is easily broken.
There was a little squirrel who made himself fat on a seed bell that the Queen had placed out on our tree. She loved to watch that little guy eat his way through that bell. She would marvel at how fast he would eat, and how much seed he would drop on the ground.
This squirrel was known to hide out in our garage, and then make a dash for the bell whenever he had the chance. He grew quite fat, and he really was a sweet little guy.
Coming home from my parents' house after our Fourth of July get together this year, we rounded the corner and there, in the middle of the street, was her squirrel. She immediately knew it was hers by the amount of fat that was on this little guy's body. He had probably been killed by a car minutes before we came home.
Queen had her face pressed up against the glass of the van's window, and she said "Oh no.... I hope that isn't my squirrel. Oh Mommy ... that IS my squirrel." Tears started streaming down her face as the reality sunk in that her little buddy was now gone.
"Mommy ... where do squirrels go? Do they go to heaven?"
Being taken off guard by the fact that we had death right there in our faces and were having to deal with it right then, I told her that I was sure there was a special place in heaven for all the little squirrels who had been hit by cars.
As soon as we pulled into the driveway, Queen knew she couldn't stand to see the squirrel's body in the road any longer, so she asked Ace if he could bury the squirrel. Ace really didn't want to, but Queen insisted, big tears in her eyes.
Ace retrieved the shovel from the garage and Queen chose the place where she wanted her squirrel laid to rest. Ace dug a hole, and Queen took a trowel and dug up a marigold that we had planted in a pot just days before. She asked Ace to plant the flower over the squirrel, just so he could have something beautiful to mark his short presence in this world.
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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.