Heavenly Peace

Put up the tree tonight. As I was putting the lights on the middle section, there this downy little feather was, a gift from Inigo the Nanday.

A down feather on a Christmas tree branch.

His favorite song that I used to coo to him was “Silent Night.”

Oh, my heart, I miss you so, sweet boy. But I know you’re here. Nanner King forever, forever my best friend.

I was going to show you my 2024 ornament tonight, but that little feather was the most precious gift I could have gotten this Christmas, so I think I’ll just leave it at that.

Letter to Inigo

Dear Inigo:

It has been a whole year since we said goodbye. A lot has happened since then, most of it not so great, and it has been hard to get through it all without you by my side. Yes, little one, I know you’re still here, in my heart, in the sky, in the birds who come to visit. I can still feel you sitting on my chest or spreading your wings across my back, shoulder to shoulder in a birdie hug. But I miss your chatter, your dancing, your woodchipping, the way you held out your wings when I gave you a shower, the way you tilted your head when you were curious about something, the way you gobbled up your nanners…and blueberries…and pasta…and apple…and sweet peppers…and more nanners. You were–and remain–the Nanner King!

Little buddy, you taught me so much while you were here: dedication, devotion, unconditional love, and that we should appreciate our loved ones while they are still with us on Earth. At times you taught me patience, too, although I’m still working on that, ha ha.

I don’t know when we’ll be reunited. I mean, you already sent me back once! But when that day comes, I know the last thing I will see on Earth is you flying down to greet me, maybe with your brudduh Jimmy not far behind you, hovering and waiting for me to rise and join you. Until that day comes, I’ll be grateful for every time you visit in a dream, and I will do my best to find the happiness you’d want me to have. I love you now and always.

xoxo,

The Mommy

A Nanday Conure bird sitting on a rope perch. He has a green body and a black head, and his feathers are slightly damp.
Slightly damp Nanner King, in the pose he knew would get him whatever he wanted.