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At the funeral home I was alone with my son in a room filled with the scent of roses； when a delivery man brought in a tiny bouquet。 I didn’t read the card until later； as we rode to the cemetery。 “To W。 John Graves；” the card said； “from the boy who was born with you at Memorial Hospital； and his mother。”
Only then did I recognize the ceramic bootee I had given to a sad young woman so many years ago； now once again filled with roses。 Ann and I had 1ong since lost touch。 She had never known our son； never been aware of his illness。 She must have read the notice of his death in a newspaper。 I passed the card on to my mother sitting beside me。 She； too； remembered。
“A kindness returned；” Mother said。
A few days later； my husband and I； with several members of our family； went to the cemetery to clear John’s grave。 The bootee of roses sat at its foot； towered over by tall wreaths3 and sprays。
“How strange that anyone would send something like that to a funeral；” someone said。 “It seems more appropriate for a birth。”
“There was a birth；” said my husband quietly。 “John was born into Eternal Life。” I looked at him with surprise； knowing those words were difficult for a man who had never spoken openly about such matters。
He emptied out the flowers and handed me the ceramic bootee。 I held it and； just as Ann had done； I traced it with my fingers； thinking of all the messages it contained： the embers of friendship that glow through the years； gratitude remembered and； beneath it all； the promise of resurrection； which forts us now。
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將愛放飛 令愛永存
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從前，有個孤獨的女孩非常渴望得到愛。一天，她在叢林中漫步，發現兩隻快要餓死的鳥兒。她把它們帶回家，放進一個小鳥籠裡。在她細心照顧下，鳥兒逐漸強壯起來。每天早晨，鳥兒都用美妙的歌聲向她道早安。女孩不禁對這兩隻小鳥產生了深深的愛意。
一天，女孩把鳥籠的門開啟了。那隻又大又壯的鳥兒飛
