When I got out of the shower this morning at about 10 am, my sister Sophie and my partner Peter were at my bedroom window a bit frantic. I heard fluttering, and then saw that Peter was trying to capture a hummingbird that had found its way into my mom's home. Maybe it was following the scent of all the flowers we've received, I don't know. I closed the bedroom door and the closet door so we could contain it. I was a bit panicked; I didn't want the bird to be hurt. Finally, Peter got his hands around the hummingbird, and it became calm. We ran downstairs -- I in my towel still -- we opened the door and Peter released her. She flew immediately skyward, free again. I know it was Alice who came by to let us know that she is OK, exactly one week after her death. And as I write this through tears, I am comforted by her surprising visit this morning. Thank you, Alice, for letting me know you're happy again, and free.
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I am terribly sad for you and for all of us who knew and loved Alice...it seems so wrong that someone that extended her happiness to others so effortlessly and saw the innocence and beauty in each person she encountered... be gone from us...but I was really touched and comforted by your story of the hummingbird, she is still free, still happy and she made sure you knew that... I found this:
Hummingbird - Messenger, stopper of time, optimism, sweetness
...that is Alice and so much more!!
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