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Thursday, December 1, 2016
Miracle at Glacier Bay
Grand Pacific Glacier on the right and Margerie Glacier ahead.
With our eyes glancing and gazing off mountainous
peaks the Grand Pacific Glacier came
into view. Grey misty clouds covered the
sun and blue skies that had awakened us early that morning, so now our sky became one
with the snow covered peaks and glaciers. The sounds of cameras flashing
interrupted our sense of solitude. I
wondered how we could so easily feel alone with these vast lands and ocean
around us, while standing on a crowded deck with hundreds of other people eager
to catch a glimpse of nature’s beauties.
The Norwegian Pearl turned toward the Margerie Glacier. In the valleys between
the peaks she appeared as smooth as a NASCAR raceway, but closing in face
to face she towered twenty-four stories high with jagged and daggered iced
crevices. The ranger’s voice explaining
her raw strength and power to churn and eat her way through granite kept me
glued to the voice on the intercom. Suddenly we heard a thunder booming sound.
The water rings showed circles where the ice had fallen.
The next few minutes the great ice wall continued to
break and shatter into the Glacier Bay. Margerie
was calving and we were her witnesses.
Thunder booming and echoing tingled my senses as the grey misty breeze
crossed over my shoulders. The ranger’s
voice shouted “What a grand way to sing Happy 100th
Birthday to our National Parks today!” The calving continued with our
screams of awe filling the air.
Then out of the misty skies my head and heart felt a
new voice, one I’d not heard in many years.
“Isn’t that amazing? Finally. I always wanted to see a glacier and feel
the cold of Alaska, and now I’m watching this beautiful moment with my daughter.”
“Mother?” my voice whispered. I turned away from the
glacier and searched the deck and the skies. “Mother?” my voice quivered with
my heart beat.
“Remember how I loved to travel. When I was young I
spent a summer in Estes Park working. I’ve never forgotten the smell of the
pines or the gushing of the winds as they swept down the mountains bringing
summer rains, but this is bigger than I could have imagined. Thank you.” I
stood frozen in time.
“Oh, mother,” I cried as warm tears welled in my
eyes, “I wish you could be here now. I wish you could see this. Why did you
leave me? I’ve missed you every day.”
“I’m here now. I’m watching this only because you
brought me in your heart. I couldn’t be
happier to share this moment with you.”
In a ghost of a moment so much like the one we’d
experienced at her death, exactly twenty-seven years before, nearly to the hour,
she floated away. But she was not my
seventy-six year old mother, nor the image of the forty year old mother I’d
witnessed floating to heaven that day from St. Francis hospital. Instead my mother who witnessed this miracle
of nature at work appeared to a healthy teenager filled with spirit and a zeal
for life. Her wavy long blond hair touched her shoulders and her face
illuminated like the sun on a pale rose.
She wore a white long sleeve blouse with the sleeves rolled up, long dark
pants and brown and white Buster Brown shoes.
My mother, whose sudden death from sepsis, saved her
granddaughter’s life and reunited a family, was with me. Little did I realize that she’d never left me.
I’ve carried her in my heart and in my head all of these years.
It never occurred to me, when we booked our cruise
the year before, that we’d be fortunate enough to celebrate the National Park Service’s 100th Birthday
at a National Park, and the only one on water.
What small blessings we receive from moments we never dreamed
“Yes, mother, I am like you and your mother. I love
to travel. Thank you for giving me this
zeal for life.” God Bless…. For more views of calving or about Glacier Bay please check these links. Calving at Margerie Glacier Margerie Glacier