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I posted this on Facebook this morning but this seemed an appropriate place to share.
Hand to God, this happened last night.
It’s been 15 years since Jamie Roussey, a 22 year old police officer died in a traffic accident while attempting to help a fellow officer.
I didn’t know Jamie. I do know his dad but I haven’t seen Vince Roussey for at least 10 years.
When Jamie died, I bought a commemorative T-shirt from Vince. I gave it to John, my husband. When John died almost two years ago, it became mine. I don’t wear it often, it’s John sized but I pulled it out from the bottom of my dresser a few days ago. I remember looking at Jamie’s shirt and making a conscious effort to decide on it. I put it in my trunk to wear when I went to the barn.
Last night I went to the barn, changed into my breeches, boots and Jamie t-shirt and started grooming my dirty horse. From behind me I heard a voice.
“That’s my brother.”
I spun to see a young woman I didn’t know smiling. At first I couldn’t figure it out. There was no person standing next to me. Who could she be talking about? She pointed to the t-shirt.
“Jamie?” I asked.
She nodded. It flashed through my mind – how crazy is this? To be wearing a Jamie t-shirt when his sister just happened to be at my barn? Then she turned to me. “He must be here, looking down at us.”
I thought it was a nice sentiment. Her brother watching us from heaven. Then she said, “I’m wearing his running shirt.”
I looked. Sure enough it was a police department t-shirt. Grey, mine was blue but it was Jamie’s.
She said, “I had to dig it out from under a bunch of clothes to wear today.”
We both smiled. We talked for a few moments. I told her to tell her dad hi. She left, I’m sure thinking lovely memories of her brother who died 15 years ago.
What is the statistics for something like this? Two people who don’t know each other, happen to have grabbed t-shirts of one girl’s dead brother and wear them the same day, at the same time and meet each other AT A HORSE BARN.
I shivered, but not in a bad way.
I do believe that Jamie was there last night. He found a way to bring his sister and I together, to show her that he was around. That he was watching out for her. I’m not sure if John was involved, but it seems likely to me. It was his t-shirt and I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. It would be like John to give a kid the opportunity to show his sister that he was still there. That love can't die, even if the person who loved you does.
Somehow, John and Jamie managed to make this happen. To show two people how much they are loved, even from heaven.
After Jamie's sister left a huge storm rolled into Catonsville.
When it ended there was a double rainbow.
Thank you guys.
May 1, 2015