Physical message from beyond...
A TRULY ASTONISHING STORY!
As I have mentioned before, I have only recently begun to visit Princess's favorite beach again after an 18 month absence. Last weekend (May 17-18, 2008) was unseasonably hot for us with temperatures reaching the mid to upper 80's. My husband, Bailey and I decided to take early morning walks on the beach.
Saturday was the hotter day but it was Sunday that something truly astounding happened. The tides were low so we could walk farther out than usual. After walking almost 3 miles down the beach, we turned and headed for home. Mind you, this was exactly the same route we had taken out. We are very conscious of debris and trash left on or near the beach and pick up and haul out whatever we can. The previous day we picked up dozens of bottles and cans carelessly discard by uncaring beach users.
Halfway back, I spotted a dreaded and often deadly (to sea creatures) mylar balloon a few feet off shore. It was mostly deflated and Bailey swam/walked out to it. I was hoping I could persuade her to bring it to me but it spooked her so it was up to me. I removed my beach shoes and socks and began to walk out to the balloon. In Puget Sound the average water temp is around 50 degrees so even on this warm day, it was cold when it got up to my upper calf and lower thigh!
When I reached for the balloon, I gasped and said to my husband, "Oh my God, you will not believe this!" As I walked back in I was so overcome I began to cry. Holding the balloon up my husband saw the message on it was:
That balloon, slighly faded and water logged is shown here.
Had one thing been different; the tides, higher, the weather cooler, not walking as far on that day, not caring about the trash or anything, I would not have seen this message.
It wasn't until a bit later that I realized what the date was. It would have been 15 years earlier give or take only a few days that Princess would have come into my life. You see she was given to me by Scott for an early 40th birthday gift. We were to be moving from our home of 13 years in just a few months. I got Princess when she was six weeks old (born April 9, 1993) so 6 weeks from that date would have been May 21, 1993!
A coincidence? I choose to think not. Princess is still with me trying to help me even now over a year after her death.
Thank you Princess. I love you so