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I stand on the sand, and I'm rocking grief to sleep in my arms.

Sunday, August 11, 2002

the first time, Paul, Rory, and i had gone to El Segundo Beach. It was major windy that day...we flew Rory's kite, I wrote Bekah's name in the sand, and we stayed to watch the sunset.

There it was...a huge turtle sculpted in the clouds in front of us, white, pink, yellow. I thought, oh, i'm reaching big-time here, but I'm Bekah's mom and if i wasn't crazy they'd worry about me. When i told Paul i see a turtle in the clouds he immediately said, "So do I."

Then i felt that much stronger: Bekah put that turtle there for Paul and i to share. Several weeks later she did the same thing as Rory and i were gazing from the balcony. When Rory went back inside, Bekah turned the turtle into a pink heart as it drifted into just another cloud....

"Bekah Sunset"

- posted by barbara @ 8/11/2002 03:28:00 PM

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