Daeoin's Cabin

I asked Jordan's mom if I could share an email that was sent to her. She was gracious enough to let me share it with all of you. I had posted it once, but thought later about it. It is a very special email. A very private and touching thing. So instead of keeping the email here just as it was written, I took the section that brought tears to my eyes and placed it as a poem.

This is from a young lady that had been a sitter and friend of Jordan. This is hers, to Jordan's family. Thank you Ashley for your wonderful thoughts.

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Painted Sky

You know...
I was driving home on Sunday
And just started looking at the clouds.
They were just so incredibly beautiful,
On this particular day.
It was right after sunset,
And still just a bit,
Of a reflection from the light of the sun.
They were orange and pink,
But so lightly colored.
They were long and sweeping,
And just ran together.
Like the imprints,
A flag makes in the wind.
Do you think that maybe,
When Jordan entered heaven,
God let her paint the clouds?
I bet he did,
On this particular day.
Swooping her flag around in the air,
Just like she did here on earth.
I bet He helped her paint them,
The most gorgeous pink and orange and gold.
They were just so beautiful Mrs. Tonia,
Just like she.
There's no way,
She wasn't the one,
Who painted those clouds that day.
They were just so perfect.
I was so comforted,
Thinking this.
It let me know,
She was up there,
Doing the things she loved.
And she was watching over us all.

Ashley

# posted by Daeoin Arlson @ 10:07 AM