She still misses me and sheds plenty of tears. Humans are so full of tears. There must be a storehouse in there! Some day I am going to write about the nature of tears. They are fascinating to me. Not all tears are alike and I have witnessed her tears of grief change over time. They used to fall, small and sharp and hard and fast, and now they are big, heavy and slow. Sometimes when they fall, she is smiling too. I am waiting for the day she can smile without tears. That will be true freedom for both of us.
The following day she scattered the ashes, singing: "Fly Free Little Boy. Fly Free!" Oh it was music to my ears! Now I can be around her and not be unhappy. I can be proud of her and I can love her without her fears and tears blinding her to my presence. Now we can continue to learn together and grow together in a whole new way.
When we cross Rainbow Bridge we simply move into another layer of life. We are no further from you than we ever were. We are right there beside you and if you can heal your grief and let your tears subside, you will --- now and then -- be able to see me, hear me, feel me, and receive me into the new life that we are creating together; the life we will live until you join me here. It will be one quick journey through the Rainbow Bridge to the other side of the veil, where all will be revealed.
In the meantime, keep learning your lessons. You cannot join me until you have graduated from this school of earthly life that has a special program designed just for you. I was part of it. I was one of your teachers. There is more to come. You must finish it to qualify for a passage through Rainbow Bridge. I am so proud of you and can't wait to see you again in a day that will pass in the blink of an eye. You'll see. I'll be the first one there to meet you at the edge of the bridge. I never stop loving you.
