Momma and I were sitting on her front porch one afternoon. The sun was shining, and there was a bit of a breeze.
I happened to look up and see buzzards circling.
I looked over and said, “Momma, you better start moving. They’re already circling ya!”
She cut her eyes, told me to shut up, and we both laughed.
The last couple of days that she was with me, she didn’t respond to me a lot.
I whispered in her ear…
“Remember, Momma, I want butterflies, not buzzards!”
The Sunday morning after she passed, I walked out to the porch for my typical morning coffee.
First thing I see?
One single buzzard circling my house.
Most people would be disturbed by the idea, but not me.
I smiled and said, “Thanks, Momma.” ❤️
Now, every time I see one, I smile!!
Well… except the ones I see eating. Those are pretty disturbing! 😂