http://youtu.be/4a4NZt1afnATonight Rich and I witnessed God's beautiful creatures being born. 66 of the most beautiful Leatherback Sea Turtles. There were more deeper in the nest but they just weren't ready to meet the World yet. We watched them flow out of the sand and they were then picked up, given to the scientists to take dna samples, then we loaded up in cars and drove to the south side of the island to release them where they would have the best shot for survival. They have many predators and the South shores provide sea grass and drift wood to help camouflage them. When we arrived at the south shore we all stood in a single file line and made sure the beach was crab free for the release. Then all at once we set them in the sand and they took off for the water. They are guided by the moon light. It is important that they start off in the sand to get their flippers prepared for the water and adjust to temperature changes. As I stood waiting Rich said to me. ... you have a feisty one. Yes I did. He was flapping and wanting to go explore the ocean. In case you are wondering they are pretty darn strong for babies. But after all they just dug through the feet of sand to surface.
The sad statistic is only 1 in 1000 sea turtles survive. I hope to again one day meet my feisty little one as I explore the ocean while diving.
The entire time I thought about Jared. He was so excited to do this with us. He too loved sea turtles. Unfortunately, he was not there with is in person. I do feel he was there watching.
Today I spent half sleeping. .. seems my battery takes longer to charge and half the time to run out. The other half I took the scooter to the post office and finished up the thank you cards for St Croix.
I joined a private Facebook group yesterday, Suicide: parents left behind. I have read several stories and found similar stories of teens showing extra love to their parents just before they crossed over into afterlife. Stories break my heart of violent ways some of these children have gone. I know Jared was concerned with me finding him and that is why he chose his way. Peacefully, non violent, cross over to the afterlife.
I listened to the waves crash next to us as we waited for the newborns to fully surface. I heard that same bird song I have been listening to for nearly a month now. I had this extreme peace come over me.
Jared's therapist, now our therapist, has checked on us every couple of days to see how we are coping. She is a God Send to us. We meet with her next week. ...a follow up to the first month. I am not sure how I feel yet. Will it be emotional? Pretty sure if that. But I have began my year of firsts. My first day, my first week, my first airplane ride without him in the seat next to me, my first trip to Tennessee without him, our first trip to our families without him, our first trip back home without him.
Now I prepare for the first month.
I will survive it as I have all the other firsts.
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