I was coming home from a Chester appointment yesterday and swung into a grocery store to pick up a few needed items. Since Chester was still in his vest, I decided to take him in with me ~~ after all, who wants to sit alone in the dark, in the car, in the cold? (I thought it was my idea to take him in....not really)
We zipped through the store picking up a few things and rounded the corner where the Christmas items lined the aisle. There stood a woman appearing to have a serious conversation on her phone. Her eyes lit up with longing when she noticed Chester.
Would you like to pet him?
Since she could not manage to wrap both arms around Chester and hold her phone at the same time ~~ Chester won, and the call ended.
She got down on her knees, held Chester's head in both hands, over and over she said, Did my Roxy send you to me? Did my Roxy send you to me? Tears leaked out her eyes and mascara smeared.
She looked up to me. I lost my Roxy in October, not a day goes by that I don't miss her. You have no idea all that I am going through right now. Roxy sent you, I just know it. The words tumbled out and Chester anointed her already tear-drenched cheeks with a kazillion kisses, then burried his face in her lap.
I got down on the floor. And there the three of us sat, in the Christmas aisle. A man came by. Chester went to say hi, then returned and gave more kisses to the woman.
I noticed he didn't give the man kisses, she said.
I smiled. I noticed that too.
God sent me a miracle. She looked at me...and Chester.
I think he did. He loves you so much, he sent you a dog. I laughed. Actually, he loves you so much that he sent you His Son! And a dog :-).
Her face became a little brighter. Yes, He did, He sent me a miracle.
I looked directly into her eyes. God wants you to know He loves you, and He hasn't forgotten you. He cares about you more than you can imagine, He knew what you needed today, and sent you Chester as a reminder, a reminder of what a treasure you are to Him.
We stood. I wrapped both arms around her, Chester leaned into our sides. I held her tightly. She rested her head on my shoulder and did not let go for a very long time.
When it was time to go, we hugged one more time, Chester gave one more smooch and she gave him one more lasting squeeze.
I don't usually shop here, she mentioned.
You know what, neither do I.