Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Peaceful Pearls

The birthstone for the month of June happens to be one of three choices: Alexandrite, Moonstone, or Pearl. My Wyatt was delivered on June 6. Shortly after Wyatt's angel day, my team at work ordered me a necklace with a charm and one single pearl. My manager had suggested researching the meaning of a pearl on the Internet, and we found the following meaning, "The pearl is an astral stone for the signs Gemini and Cancer, and astrologers link it to the moon. It was said in some early cultures that the pearl was born when a single drop of rain fell from the heavens and became the heart of the oyster. Pearls have been called the 'teardrops of the moon'. Some believe that pearls were formed by the passage of angels through the clouds of heaven." This is why the following experience is so wonderful.

On Sunday, July 18, my family and I decided we would head to our favorite restaurant at the beach, Claws. Of course, trying to decided what to eat, when all the food is so delicious, was yet another tough task. I finally decided I was going to get the Broiled Seafood platter. When the waitress came back to take our order, I quickly changed my mind and orders the Alaskan King crab legs. In fact, 4 of the 5 of us who went to dinner ordered the crab legs.

We all received our meals and began eating and enjoying our crab legs. As normal, I struggled to open each shell, but eventually I got them opened. The crab meat was coming out in chunks, I loved it. Dip it in melted butter and eat it, yum. I ate the first cluster of legs, and moved on to the second. Crack, crack, dip, yum. The first leg of the second cluster was devoured. On to the second leg. I cracked the leg right at the middle joint, I pulled out the large chunk of meat, dipped it in the butter, and placed it in my mouth, expecting to enjoy it just as much as the last. I began to enjoy the meat, when I realized I was biting down on something extermly hard.

Thoughts ran through my head: What could be so hard coming out of a crab? The shell, I thought. But the way I cracked the shell, there wouldn't have been a piece that came off. I began to try to separate the meat from the hard objection that I had just bit down on. I removed it from my mouth and showed Brian what it was. As I was showing him, I felt two more hard pieces of something, I removed those also. I now had 3 hard white objects that I had removed from a single piece of crab meat. I placed the objects in a napkins and continued eating.

After arriving back to our condo, I began researching on the Internet to see if crabs could make pearls, and sure enough this is what I found: "Pearls that are considered to be of gemstone quality are almost always nacreous and iridescent, like the interior of the shell that produces them. However, almost all species of shelled mollusks are capable of producing pearls (formerly referred to as "calcareous concretions" by some sources) of lesser shine or less spherical shape." I also found a few other stories of people finding pearls in crab legs recently.

Wyatt became an angel on June 4. If you have read my previous blog "Is there a playground in heaven?", you know that Wyatt has two friends with him in heaven. His first friend became an angel on May 30 and his second friend became an angel on June 3. Three pearls, three angels.

Pearls are rare, and even more rare coming from a crab leg. Is this a sign? I have to believe it is. As you can see from the photo, there is one large pearl and two small pearls. I truly believe that Wyatt sent me this sign to provide peace for those left on Earth. The pearls signify that he and his friends peaceful passed through the clouds of heaven.


Michelle said...

what a story! and i didnt know the significance behind the meaning of pearls (sawyer was born June 1) but for christmas this year - i got a gift from Sawyer and Sadie - pearls!

Nicole said...

Wow!! I just read your story about the pearls in the crab leg! That is so amazing! It was like a little gift to you :)
Thank you for stopping by my blog. I want to tell you I am so sorry about your sweet Wyatt. I read your story about the 26 months and the IVF. It breaks my heart that you had to go through all of it. I wish we all knew why we had to endure any of it. Love and hugs to you!