Todd Returns Home
September 9, 2009, my son, 1LT Todd W. Weaver was killed in
Kandahar, Afghanistan. Twenty-four hours later my family
caravanned to Dover, Delaware to witness the Dignified
Transfer of Todd returning to American soil.
It was a
cold, wet, dreary morning. We were led out to the tarmac.
The cold, hard, elevated conveyor machine high above the
ground slid Todd’s flag-draped coffin from the transport area
of the plane. The General knelt to say a prayer at Todd’s
coffin. At that moment the sun broke through the clouds. I
felt a warmth in my body and witnessed a brilliant radiating
light surround the coffin. A sense of peace brought a small
smile to my face acknowledging that though I would never have
Todd’s presence here on earth I knew his heavenly presence
through the Holy Spirit was with me.
(Note: There were no reference photos used to create this
painting. It is my memory.)