we hopped on the train to chicago with maddy, most want to escape to the country to relax (but we’ve been doing an awful lot of relaxing this summer) due to maddy’s surgery, we wanted an excessive amount of action! getting maddy active enough to start school next week, & besides I’m a city girl by nature….and without a lot of time this summer, chicago was it:) I love chicago, the sights, the sounds, THE FOOD:) the crazy taxi drivers! the style. michigan ave, the art cafe:) the amazing alleys! room service:) back to school shopping…and OH! the pampering:) I put a little montage together, though it is not the best quality….you get the idea;) hope you’re enjoying these last few days of summer… I have to tell you I am so ready for fall!…till next time then:)

It made me question what I already knew…I wondered…. was thomas paine right? common sense …well, it just makes sense.

in that instance I became furious seriously furious… with god, I found myself cursing him. yes cursing him. loudly. I asked him if he had forgotten me? did he hear my prayers? I do not use fancy words or scripted prayers when talking to him..I just talk to him plainly, much like I would talk to you if you were here. I returned to my car and started to drive away slowly down the curvy road…decided to stop to check out the photographs I had just snapped. spent a few minutes checking the shots…put the camera back down, put the car back in gear to continue driving..when I looked up and glanced to my left….this is what I saw….

this scene did not register with me at first, I did a double take, I thought to myself where in the world did those deer statues come from? I had never seen them before and certainly they can’t be real? deer just don’t show up in a city cemetery in the daylight and allow you to take portraits of them. ?? but they were real….the three of them just standing there looking at me…I quickly grabbed my camera they were still there patiantly waiting for me to snap the photo…it was one of the most peaceful moments of my life…I started to shake literally. I started to cry ….I knew immediately what this was….the symbols where everywhere. a MOTHER and her two babies.

watching me watch them.  they did not run? wild deer don’t just hang around letting you take photos of them do they? it was magical.

they had a hosta and lilly breakfast here at maren nelson’s grave, she was a MOTHER.

& this is how I left them. I could have spent the whole day here with him.

In the 42nd Psalm, David makes the deer a symbol of the soul’s longing for God. He says, “As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God” (Ps. 42:2). Because of this passage, the deer has become the symbol of purity, hermitage, and the solitary pursuit of union with God.

I had asked him for proof that he was listening to my prayers about my mom, and on this morning he showed up and told me he was.:)

I could chalk all of this up to coincidence….common sense just makes way more sense right?