I have told you many times that Mr. Virgo sends me bluebirds. It first began when I stood by his grave…heart broken…sobbing, when I heard a birdsong nearby. I looked to my right and just a few feet away, a bluebird sat on a pole and was singing. It lifted something in my heart. I could feel my husband’s presence and it was comforting. Since then, countless bluebirds show up at odd times. Mr. FixIt and I have taken to saying hello to him out loud when we see them.
This sweet man I am married to called me into the family room yesterday and said, “Look, I want you to see this.”
I sat down to watch a segment on the Today show about a man in Minnesota. Ron Rudolph lost his wife to a brain tumor this past January. When he found himself wandering around the house in the middle of the night, he decided to go out to his wood shop. He saw a bluebird house hanging on the wall. His wife loved bluebirds and he had made several of the houses to place around their yard for her to enjoy. He decided to cut out a few birdhouses to keep his hands, and his mind, busy.
After constructing several birdhouses, he enlisted his daughter’s help in setting up a way to sell them. He wanted others to enjoy bluebirds, in his wife’s memory. Now, there are four generations building bluebird houses in his shop and a portion of the proceeds goes to the hospice that cared for his late wife.
I reached out to Ron yesterday and shared my story of losing Mr. Virgo. I asked if I could share his story with you here and he was thrilled. I have ordered two bluebird houses…one for the Ponderosa and another for the farm. I know you will love this story as much as I have. I’m looking forward to getting to know this beautiful family better.
You can find the Today Show story posted on their Facebook page: Rudolph’s Bluebird Houses
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“All you saints! Sing your hearts out to GOD! Thank him to his face! He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.”
Psalm 30:4-5 MSG
My husband comes as a red-winged blackbird – a bird I had never seen/noticed prior.
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Good morning! A couple years ago while visiting my daughter and her husband in Cape Canaveral I was sitting on her balcony..one morning which overlooks the ocean when a red cardinal dropped bye. This so surprised me to see one there. I am sure it was my husband’s spirit! I said hi Mike!! Anyway it showed up again later that day down by the pool ! I looked up on google to see if they indeed were native to there and they are! But I know this cardinal flew there from Vermont to check on me!! Ps…the next year they had a peacock fly onto their..5th floor balcony! If that happened I would have dove off the balcony!
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I love my birds! I have my bird feeders where I can see them from my breakfast table. I talk to our birds. I think they like it. I am so blessed!
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What a lovely way to remember someone. This is beautiful.
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My Tom discovered parrots flying by our den window, 34 floors up! When they come by now they are referred to as “Papa’s parrots.
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Quite some time ago when I lost my mother quickly and unexpectedly we had to pack up my Dad to go live with my brother out of state. That went quickly too and as we were driving out of the retirement village where they lived Somewhere Over the Rainbow started playing on the car radio. It’s haunts and comforts me to this day, of course my angel Mom has a way of making sure I hear it when I need to! Love your bluebird story and the one you shared, need to get one for my garden of dreams, it’s a magical creation I enjoy tending to and make grow where I live.
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After my husband died, I began to earnestly watch the birds which had always come to our feeders, up close. I got some quality binoculars and began going on local birding walks and trails, learning to identify them by sight (hard to do because they rarely sit still!) Then I took a tour where we learned the how, when, and why of singing, calling, chipping, etc. Now I recognize many more birds by sound that I actually see. and I can tell what they’re doing :-). Every year a new bird shows up during migration that I’ve never seen before. Birding is MAGIC to my heart.
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Beautiful story…following the path God leads you to…this brings tears. Mine was a few years of what I called the “dry brush years” of no creativity for me. Then I found a new art form and felt I was wasting the gifts and talent God had given me and started creating again.
PS: Our Mom’s bird is the Cardinal…we see cardinals..male and female often, all year long, not just in the winter when we normally would. Mom loved cardinals.
On the wings of the breeze from Heaven above to send their love back to us…BIRDS…. <3
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