"Mommy, what happens when an Angel cries?" our daughter asked
And I was instantly transported back in time
To our second date
When you saw the baby bird fall out of the tree and break a wing
Most people would've walked right on by
But you ran to it and knelt by its side
You cradled its tiny body in your hands
And as the sun set behind you
A single tear slid down your cheek
You sitting there, bathed in the sun's golden light
Made me believe in God more than any church ever did
And when you tucked your hair behind your ear
And slipped the baby bird in your dress pocket
I knew you were the one
The bird lived, of course
You taught it to fly again
"Mama? What happens?"
Our wedding day
We walked up the beach from opposite ends, meeting in the middle
And when you saw me, you gasped like I was the most beautiful creature you'd ever seen
You were the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen.
As we stood in front of our friends and family
Professing our love
I saw you glance and the place your mother should've been
And tears started to slide down your face
Ignoring the protocol, I gathered you in my arms
And whispered "I love you" over and over
And when we finally pulled apart
That radiant smile that had me hooked from day one was back
The day we brought our baby girl home from the hospital
We all cried that night
Us, because we were so happy our family was finally growing
Her, because she was an infant, and that's what babies do
But watching my wife hold our daughter for the first time was the most magical moment of my life
And no matter the number of tears that coated our faces
You were the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen
"Baby, when Angels cry, you stop and listen." I told her
"Why's that?" She asked, cocking her head so her hair all flopped to one side
In that moment, she looked so much like you it took my breath away
"Because for most people Angels only come once in a lifetime, so you need to pay attention."
"Oh." She answered, considering.
"Mommy, why can't Angels stay on Earth longer?" She asked, her eyes filling with tears
I blinked my own away as I answered her
"Because they need to go home, where they belong."
"So Mama didn't leave forever, she just went home?" She asked me
"Yes, baby girl. Mama had to go home, but she wanted to stay for you. But she's home now, and when you're old and you've lived a long and happy life, you can go home too."
And with tears running down her cheeks and the golden glow of the sun behind her, our daughter asked,
"Mommy, am I an Angel too?"
"Yes, baby. I'm the luckiest of all. I got two Angels, your Mama-