My Grief Challenges, Sharings From Others, Special Videos

My First Encounter With PorQ June 21, 2015



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It was May 28, 2013. I had gone to Moscow = Dad & Mom’s.  The week before to be able  to a funeral service for an uncle.  Now was time to get details in order for Shawn’s service.

It was a laid back morning. Mom catching up on the laundry. The laundry room on the farm, is a porch between the house and Mom’s upholstery shop.  I was chatting with Mom while she sorted laundry.  I heard this strange noise. Mom hadn’t heard it.  I told her that the frig, freezer or dryer were making a strange noise.  We paused, after a few moments, there it was again.  I wandered around trying to find the noise. I happened to look out the back screen door, hearing the noise, again.  I saw something on the back stoop. I mentioned to Mom that I love those things one can wipe their shoes on.  She was deeply puzzled.  The thing moved as Mom approached the door to tell me there shouldn’t be anything on the stoop.  When it scampered away, the back side of the critter indicated it was a porcupine.  If you listen, carefully to the video, I am not the only noise maker.

There are several videos of our friend, PorQ.  Maybe I can share a little at a time.

My sister Lorrie was certain God gave us this distraction.  I wonder why God does that, sometimes ?  We did spend several minutes with PorQ. He often was so close I could have easily  touched him.  His fluffy hair was fine enough that I could see quills on the top of his head. I was not wanting to frighten the little dude, even more, by trying to hold him ~~~ He seemed so lonely , sad, and afraid.  I wanted to be able to hold him and comfort him.  A side issue.  All the months Shawn was in the hospital, I could not comfort him.  As a mother I wanted to hold him like he liked to be held when he was a little guy.  Shawn had so many bandages and bad places- we couldn’t touch or hold him. I think it is okay to say that he was comforted when I figured out how to gently place my hand on a small spot on his cheek – he would then let his head rest peacefully on my hand.  I remember, many times, asking God to help my arm not shake-the peace filled sleep of Shawn was too precious and I did not want the time spoiled because of my weakness.

I hope to figure a way to add more adventures with PorQ, in the days to come.  Maybe one of you will have a little ~~~ to share about a  God given distraction.  Bye for now  K

P.S. Please overlook my writing imperfections.


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