The Wind Cries Jessica
- joehehn
- Aug 20, 2014
- 2 min read
After a 10 mile, four hour hike through an Oregon forest with an old friend the time had come for a little chat with my wife. I wandered off and found myself somewhat in the middle of this enormous field. I sat in the grass and focused my attention on the soon to be setting sun. Directly in front of me was a beautiful valley of sorts with some fantastically grand pine trees towering over a wheat field below. The sun was in full view over the treetops. It warmed my face as I sat in the grass opening my heart to anyone that was listening. I spoke to Jessica. I prayed to God. I meditated. I grieved and released my fear, anxiety, emotional build up and my sorrow. It was completely calm, I didn’t feel even the slightest breeze for over 20 minutes. The wheat fields stood completely still…as if they were frozen in time. I asked my sweet Jessica for so much…guidance, love, direction, answers and to feel her with me always. I asked God for these things and more. Sometimes I speak to them both and sometimes it’s just a one to one conversation. But I poured out my heart and then requested one final favor before my departure. I calmly said “Hey baby, it’s been so calm so if you can, please send a little gust of wind just so I know you’re here with me.” I know my wife is with me…I feel her constantly, but the thing is after over a decade of her telling me she loves me and my reciprocation it’s so hard not to feel that love each and every day…it was truly the energy my being thrived and survived on. I miss her love…I miss our love. I like to hear that she loved me even though nobody knew it more than me…I need to hear it, see it and feel it. So after my humble request for even the slightest breeze I sat back and waited…I waited in expectancy. After a moment or two I noticed the wheat field start to sway and dance, the wind rolled down the valley like a wave heading in my direction. I felt the cool kiss of relief on my face and through my hair…it chilled the wet wake left from the tears and it filled my lungs with the sweetest tasting air I have ever inhaled. I felt a calmness and warmth like no other. I was experiencing nothing short of pure joy. I expected her to answer my request but when I saw the swaying wheat and felt the breeze roll across the open field I sat in amazement. It only lasted several moments but I took ample time afterwards enjoying my time with my wife. I thanked her and God and made my way back to the trails…I’m sure I walked a little taller on my way back.

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