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Tonight's picture was taken in September of 2005. Mattie was three years old. Mattie absolutely loved spending time in our bed. In fact, in the morning, once he was old enough to walk, he would jump out of his bed, come down the hallway, and then go to my side of the bed. He would tug on me and sometimes I was too exhausted to move, so he'd jump on top of the bed, looking for hugs. In any case, in this photo, it was the evening and we were reading books together and if you look closely, there was a toy truck along with us. Mattie did not travel anywhere without a toy car, truck, or train in hand! It was a telltale Mattie sign.
Quote of the day: People touch our lives if only for a moment, And yet we're not the same from that moment on, The time is not important, The moment is forever. ~ Fern Bork
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The question is zany enough to get teenagers engaged, animated, and dialoguing. I love questions like this because in the process you learn a lot about another person's point of view.
To be honest, I have NEVER seen a cat in a back pack. I had no idea it was a rage right now. My neighbors in Washington, DC used to walk their cat on a leash, which I thought was hysterical enough, but a back pack??? I clearly have never owned a cat that I think could be calm enough to go into such a pack! All I know is both Patches and Indie would fight like no tomorrow, before being placed in a bag. Which is why I always disliked taking either to the vet, because you have to capture the cats first and put them in a traveling cage/bag.
I told Karen, I would to hear about her students answers to her question! Better yet, I would like to know if they have put their own cats in a back pack and how it went!!!
When friends send me sunflower things, what this ultimately says to me is that Mattie's story and legacy are alive not just within me, but within them too! What an incredible gift to receive, a reminder of Mattie's beautiful legacy!
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