The three-year-old girl was looking at the dark sky from her bed when her mother went in to kiss her goodnight. “Why are you looking at the sky?” her mother asked. “The stars are the windows angels make so the people in heaven can look down here and see us. Pa died today so I am trying to figure out which star he is looking through, but there are so many stars,” was the child’s reply.
With tears in her eyes, the mother gave her daughter a hug and told her it didn’t matter if they didn’t know which star was her grandpa’s window because he knew which window down here belonged to her. The little girl snuggled under the covers ready for her goodnight kiss and said, “Mommy, don’t be sad. Pa knows which window is yours, too. I bet he is waiting for you to go to bed so he can send a kiss to you.”
I still sometimes look at the angel’s windows
and wonder from which stars the people I love
are looking through and sending me a kiss.