Friday, May 9, 2014

Curious

I never really put much thought into the afterlife, but somehow always grew up believing in it. I experienced a few losses early in life, but was too young to grasp the enormity in terms of after. Or maybe, if anything was present, I don't remember.

I was much older when my grandma died. I took the full impact of her death then, and for many years to come. Still, I only remember one instance of her presence bringing any sort of comfort afterward.

I never believed in signs before, but these "phenomena" started happening after Kama died. Even after, I wouldn't call them by name. I'd just look at Dave and ask, "Isn't that weird?" As if they were merely coincidence, knowing all the while I don't believe in coincidence. But, these things just kept adding up - one atop and more distinctive than the next - until they just couldn't be denied. In a world of hurt and astronomical pain, they brought a sliver of reassurance and comfort.

After a while, I was able to call them by name. Now, there have been countless signs and times both Kama and Aviana have come back to me, each in a way that's completely unique to our relationship. Sometimes they're on the subtler side, but certainly never to be ignored. Other times - when I'm really in need - they are in my face blatant. Either way, the message is always clear, "I'm here for you. You are not alone."

I definitely wasn't open to this before. It's been a long time coming. I think about who I was before Aviana's accident. That girl was more controlling and close-minded. She moved quicker, and was less patient. All this makes me wonder? Was my grandma there all along and I was too blind to see her? Was I moving too fast? Was I not still enough? Not open enough? Or did none of this matter? I don't know. Whatever the case, I'm grateful for what I have now - two girls who reach back for me. Two girls who continuously let me know we are good. Two girls who show me we are one... and always will be.

I've heard many of these kinds of stories and I so love them. I'm wondering, have any of you experienced this as well? If so, can you tell me more? Do you think they are real, or not? If you do believe in them, did you always believe in this sort of thing, or no? Were you skeptical at first? Are your signs subtle, or straight forward? If subtle, did you sometimes have a hard time believing them at first? Can you tell the difference now?

Thank you

❤    

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  1. Since my grandfather died, almost 6 years ago, I can sometimes smell his Prince Albert tobacco pipe smoke. It is a smell you can't mix up with anything else, and it isn't anywhere that he ever lived or visited, like my brand new home 2,000 miles away from where I grew up with him! It always happens when I am super stressed out and need it. And we're not talking a choking on smoke kind of smell, just the scent. I definitely believe in signs.

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    1. I love how it's something so distinctive, and never to be confused with anything else. I also love how it happens when you really need it. Thank you so much for telling me about your grandfather ❤

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  2. I definitely believe in signs. I did not always, but one very blunt sign made me a believer - since then they have been suttle. Almost 14 years ago my Mom passed away very suddenly and unexpectedly. Ironically, she was visiting me from out of town when she died and it was also the one year anniversary date of adopting my daughter from Romania. A year had passed and my sisters and I were still struggling with her sudden loss. One of my sisters heard about a medium who did readings over the phone at no cost for people who wanted to connect with loved ones. Both of my sisters called her and she told them some pretty eerie things that no one could have known. They convinced me to call her as well. I did. This woman was located across the country from me and had no identifying information to have found out ANYTHING about me. We were on the phone for 2 hours and during that time she also told me some very eerie things that only my mother could have known. After 2 hours of her doing most of the talking she asked if I had any questions for her or my Mom. I told her that I was surprised that nothing had been brought up about my daughter - my Mom's only granddaughter and the apple of her eye. She told me to wait while she listened to my Mom. A minute later she told me my Mom was talking about strawberry shortcake. I was about to say that was my Mom's favorite dessert when she said, "but it is not the cake. It is on a t-shirt" I almost fell out of my chair - at that EXACT moment my daughter was sitting next to me wearing a strawberry shortcake doll t-shirt! When I told her this she told me it was a sign that my Mom was always with me. I still get goosebumps every time I repeat this story! Since then the signs have been very suttle but if I need something I talk to her and a peace comes over me.

    Nancy

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    1. Hi Nancy _

      That is so unbelievable! I had goosebumps just reading. They sure have a way of making believers out of us, don't they? What an amazing story!! I will never look at Strawberry Shortcake the same again.

      If they can't be with us physically, it sure is a comfort to know they truly are with us in their own way always. Watching over, and loving us. Thank you so much for telling me about your mom!

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  3. I absolutely believe in signs. When my grandfather (my Dad's father) was young, he worked on a road crew and kept a silver dime in his pocket because it was supposed to take the pain out of bee stings. After he passed away, my aunts and cousins would randomly find dimes in odd places and felt it was Grandpa saying hello. My father passed away in June of 2012. One cousin was on vacation when this happened and after she got the news, she sat out by the pool alone and asked my dad and grandpa to please give her a sign that they were together and okay. The next morning, she brought her daughter out to the pool and found two dimes next to the chair she'd been sitting in the night before. She told me and my mom about this a few days later and we joked that perhaps it was time for a raise and they should start leaving quarters. The next day, my mom walked into a store and found a quarter and a dime together on the floor. Since then, we've randomly found a quarter and dime together on important days. The day I started a new job, I found a quarter and a dime in the middle of my new desk. My sister lives in the Czech Republic and NEVER sees American money. On her birthday, she found a quarter and dime on her kitchen table. It doesn't happy often, but they always seem to pop up when we're especially missing them. I love knowing that they're still around and looking out for us.

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    1. I don't know why, but your story made me cry Riann. I don't know if it was the order of events, the way you told the story, how your cousin sat out alone and asked them for a sign that they were together, the way you joked and they responded in turn, I'm not sure what it was. Maybe all of it. The quarter and dime for each and every one of you, it's just beautiful. Everything from start to finish was beautiful.

      You know what I thought was also beauty, was that you accidentally wrote this, "It doesn't happy often, but they always seem to pop up when we're especially missing them." I think it was supposed to be that way. I read it as, it makes you happy when they pop up when you are especially missing them.

      Thank you Riann.

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  4. When my dad was dying my sister in law asked him what bird he wanted to come back as. He said a Dove. The day after he died I went to visit my mom and sitting on the deck that my dad sunned on everyday was a dove looking in the window at us. I believe that was my dad. Also, the night he died I could not be there because I just could not handle it. I just saw him two days before and that's how I wanted to remember him. Telling me he loved me. I fell asleep on the couch and all of a sudden at 2 in the morning I jumped up of the couch. Not even 5 minutes later my sister called to say my dad died. I believe he came to see me. Just a few weeks ago I was driving and I got lost and I was scared I turned around in this parking lot and there was a store there called BoBo's. That was my dads nickname!! So yes I do believe in signs.

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    1. Wow! If that's not a sign, I don't know what is? Amazing! I too, believe as you do. I love reading all your signs. Of all the places and store names...to see BoBo's too. I don't think I have ever seen a BoBo's in my life!

      I believe they are everywhere. Sometimes I wonder how many I've missed because I'm not paying attention. Aviana has to come in pretty strong sometimes. "Hey Mommy, over here! ; )

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  5. I do believe that our loved ones can send us messages. My great aunt's son died of lung cancer and left behind a teenage daughter. My great aunt had taken care of him and he died in her house under hospice care. A few days after the funeral his daughter went to my great aunt and said that her father (my great aunt's son) had come to her in a dream and told her that everything was alright, that he was okay, and for her to "tell mama that the shirt fit". My cousin didn't know what that meant. But she told my great-aunt (her grandmother) what happened and gave her the message. My great-aunt couldn't believe it. When the funeral home had come to pick him up she had to give them the clothes she wanted him buried in. All of his other clothes was ready but she wanted him to have an undershirt and couldn't find one of his. All she had was a brand new pack of unopened men's undershirts. So she was all worried and told the guy "I hope it fits". His daughter was not there when any of this transpired and she didn't know anything about it. It brought the family such peace knowing that it wasn't some random dream, or wishful thinking by his daughter's subconscious, but that he was actually okay now.

    Subtle ones have happened to me from my best friend who passed on. I was a wreck on my way home from her wake. Jim & I stopped to eat at Subway on the way home. I hadn't been able to eat much and we we knew we needed to. As we walked in the door there was a Rod Stewart song playing that my friend and I had listened to a hundred times together. It was on a disc she had burned for us to listen to on our many drives to Florida. We must have gone to Florida at least fifteen times together over the years. She loved that song because it had been one of her moms favorite songs. Her mom had passed away from cancer and every time that song came on the CD we'd think about her mama. My intellect told me maybe it was coincidence, but my heart told me it was a sign from her.

    My friend loved dragonflys. She had a dragonfly tattoo and I had bought her a set of dragonfly coffee mugs one year. She loved them so much and drank from them every day. It took me a while to be able to go to her spot at the cemetery. The first time I went, as I was walking along the path to the grave a dragonfly was following me. I stopped and looked at it and it just hovered in front of me a short while before flying off. I think it was her telling me she was there with me. It could have been a coincidence, but that's not what I felt.

    The most recent thing was that I was standing in church and there's a part in Mass when we stand up, hold hands, and say the Our Father. No one was standing on my left side because I was at the end of the pew. I wasn't thinking of her at all, it was just Mass as usual. When I closed my eyes to pray, out of the blue in my mind I could so clearly see her hand, the way she chewed her thumbnail, the little warts across her knuckles. I didn't feel her hand, but I knew she was holding mine. As we prayed the Our Father I could hear her voice saying it with us, not out loud but in my mind. It was the strangest thing. I did have a hard time believing what had just happened. I knew I didn't imagine it, yet doubt immediately crept in. I don't know how to tell the difference. I guess that's where faith comes in. I choose to believe.

    I personally think the veil that separates our realities is thinner than we think.

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    1. I love the way you summed it all up and I couldn't agree more, "I personally think the veil that separates our realities is thinner than we think." That should have had one of these at the end - Channe Karabas. That good!

      Amazing, the shirt. I so love hearing these. They truly amaze me, yet in a funny way - not at all. Does that make sense? It's two-fold.

      I can relate to your Rod Stewart story. Aviana comes to me most through music. When I need it most usually, but also at other times. I believe it's because music is my life and we shared that love of music ALWAYS.. It makes perfect sense. I loved hearing your story, but the whole time I was DYING to know WHAT SONG!!! I was literally saying it out loud as I was reading through, what song. I know she's going to say it. Say it. Say it. Say it. Nooooo, she didn't say it. And then I left ; ) So tell me...which song? Please : )

      I loved reading your last two stories; just as much as the first two. I feel the feeling when you just know the difference. The difference between eh, and YEAH. I think it's only natural for our minds to doubt, but beyond the mind is the heart and soul. And in my book, both supersede the mind every time!

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    2. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that to you!! The song is You're in my Heart. I don't know if it will let me do a link but I'll try.

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-PCfuBKIqw

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    3. Uh-oh. I'm still on you-tube reliving memories. This was my friend's JAM for the longest time.
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1x7W15iXT30
      Awwww yeahhh... I can still hear her back glass vibrating. She used to embarrass me so bad because she wouldn't turn it down at red lights or even in the parking lot picking up her little girl from daycare. She was such a hoot!

      This was another one of her favorites from that era.
      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndvSZIbGHCQ
      I used to call it "the Young & the Restless song" (because it reminded me of the theme song to that soap opera).

      Thanks for asking me for the Rod Stewart song. One song led to another from our mix CD's. Those were the days...

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    4. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!! I so love all those songs!!! And you know what? I've heard that MJB song MILLION times and never once heard Y& R until today!?! Maybe because I never watched that show, but I don't think so, because I just heard it. Leave it to you!!!

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  6. I haven't had signs that came directly from or to me about losing my Mom in 2005, but , I've briefly told you a little about my son Matt, he's 38 now and his Grandma was his God, his mentality is around 2-4 years old. Before my Mom left she made me promise I would talk to Matt about her, its been so hard for me to talk about her to him because my own pain is still so strong. Anyways, we'll be riding in the car and I'll be thinking about my mother, and all of a sudden Matt will say "Grandmas in heaven ,right?" Its almost as if my Mom is directing him or reminding me of that promise I made,that I have a hard time keeping.
    Another one he does is, we"ll be talking about what we're going to have to eat for a certain meal,and out of the blue again, Matt will say" My Grandma cooks for me , right?" His Grandma was like your Mom, she loved to cook, but especially for Matt. So ,I believe those are signs that my Mom is still with us,but the signs come through our son Matt.
    Love & hugs
    Happy Mothers Day, you'll always be a special Mommy!
    Cindy in nc

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    1. Hi Cindy ~

      Wow. I completely got chills as I read your comment. Truly. Yours was definitely not what I expected to read and at the very same time pulled on every heartstring I have. For so many reasons. Your comment was so beautiful, yet heartbreaking.

      I too, absolutely believe your mom is speaking through Matt! She is showing that even though separate, you are still all woven together. Always : )

      Thank you so much for the Mother's Day wishes. They mean everything!! My love to you as well! You are one of the most loving people I know (yes, I know you!!)

      Jen

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  7. Three signs from my grandmother: The day of her burial I was struggling horribly. I had something akin to a panic attack beforehand and at the cemetery I couldn't compose myself. At the worst of it, I suddenly felt warmth and peace wash over me and had the sense that my grandmother was in my chest. My struggling stopped and I felt fine and knew that she was with me -- it seemed that she was literally to be carried around in my heart. Some weeks later, in January in the northeast, I was driving home from work at night, alone, missing her and sobbing hard. That's when the unmistakeable scent of flowers filled my car. My grandmother loved her flower garden. Finally, that spring I decided to make charoset for Passover. I'd never done this before. It was my grandmother's job. I got the ingredients and they were sitting on the counter in front of me. I realized I didn't know what to do. I sat there staring at the ingredients for a bit and the words "soak the raisins in the wine" popped into my head. It wasn't like a thought had occurred to me, and that wasn't even something I knew enough to think up myself. But you better believe I soaked the raisins in the wine and it all turned out well. :)

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    1. Amazing. Some people receive subtle signs and yours are three of the most unbelievable, unmistakable signs. Thank you so much for telling me about them. I loved reading them! If we have to lose the ones we love, at least we are given some comfort : )

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  8. I believe in signs as well. I have many, many stories, but here's one...this is going to sound really strange, and I don't tell a lot of people this story, but I thought you might like to hear it...

    When I was younger, my grandfather was really sick with cancer and I felt overwhelmingly guilty because I wasn't able to visit him in the hospital. And then one night prior to his passing, I was filling out some paperwork and I had the strangest feeling that I was being watched...it was really odd. I looked behind me and I actually SAW him sitting on my bed. I wish I had said something to him, but to be honest I was kind of freaked out and I ran out of the room and down the stairs. It really shook me up and I went over to my mom and said that I had seen grandpa in my room. She kind of brushed it off because it didn't exactly make sense at the time...why would he be in my room if he was in the hospital?

    Well, about an hour later, she got a phone call. It was my aunt, calling to say that he had passed away. My mom asked *when* exactly did he pass away, and it turns out that he had died about one or two minutes before I had "seen" him in my room. I always sort of thought that this was his way of saying goodbye since I didn't get to see him in person when he was ill.

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    1. That is one of the most amazing things I have ever heard! You are so lucky to have had that happen. Just like you said, I imagine it did kind of freak you out at the time, but my gosh ~ I bet you are one of the very few who can say that's happened to them!

      I look at death so differently than I used to. It used to be scarier to me. In recent years, it's not so at all. I would love it if any of my dead family members came back like that to visit. But the way your story unfolded, wow! Thank you for telling me : )

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  9. I have loved this post and also reading all of the other comments. You know all of my "signs" and yet I never get any comfort from them. They are all slapping me in the face and yet I don't "feel" anything with them. I don't feel Trina's presence with me, I don't feel comfort, I don't feel anything but sad. I also feel that we asked for so many signs that she would get better after she was diagnosed and we got those and they comforted us and then she died. I guess I just feel that I can see signs for whatever I want and they don't really mean anything, the mind can make us see whatever we want. That's just MY opinion of MY signs. I love reading everyone else's and I believe them. You know what a cynic I am, cookie crumbles my ass, lol!!!!

    I'm subscribing to the comments on this post because I can't wait to read more. This is just what I needed. You always know before you know, you know?

    I love you.

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    1. I hear you my girl. I'm sorry they don't bring you any sort of comfort. I can see why you would say you asked for things during diagnosis and got them and then she died, and so all this is just craziness. My mom feels similar, but the sad thing is she doesn't feel she's getting any signs and she is SO VERY sad about it. She broke my heart the other day when she asked me, "Am I not worthy?" I feel she may be and didn't notice? Or will. I'm not sure, but she desperately wants a connection with Aviana. I did learn one thing before the accident, when you let go, things start to happen, so maybe they will happen naturally for her in time? I know they will.

      As far as what your saying, I don't know how it all works. I suppose it's all music to me and it's like Mick says, you can't always get what you want. I know that sucks and a lot of times it may not be good enough, but I don't know. What I do know is I love you : )

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  10. Sometimes I do think we see what we *want* to see, but there are times, when you can't explain it... I believe those are real. When I was 19, my best friend died instantly in a car wreck. It was the first time I'd experienced a death of someone close to me, and I was devastated, and I missed her desperately. She had a habit of always affectionately calling my by my last name instead of my first - the only person in the world who did that. About two years after she passed, I had an experience that still to this day gives me chills - I was driving, just before dark, on a busy highway, and it was late and I was extremely tired. Having driven for a few hours I was kind of in that "auto-pilot" zone and not paying attention to the road when I heard a voice - her voice - say my name, not my first but my LAST name - said very loudly, firmly and very distinctly. Hearing her voice shocked me so badly it jerked me out of my "zone" enough to find that my car had drifted over the center lane - headed straight into the path of an oncoming semi-truck. I jerked back into my lane while the truck passed me blaring its horn. I pulled over on the shoulder...shaking like a leaf and in shock because I KNEW it was HER voice... I had not heard it for over two years but I just KNEW.

    Was it a subconscious thing? I don't know... I hadn't been thinking of her in a while, so maybe - maybe not. But I heard her say my name, I'd stake my life on it.... and years later I'm still here, so somehow, somewhere... I know it meant something.

    I have a long story about signs and prayers and desperate sobbing by the side of the road and begging for a "BIG" sign and asking God to hit me upside the head with it because I can be such a non-believer at times.... and then almost running into a billboard a few miles down the road, with a message that lead me to my daughter in Guatemala... things that no one can explain to me "why" or "how" it all happened but it did... and here we are. So yes, I'm a believer in signs - especially the ones that knock you over the head :)

    Sonia in MO

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    1. Hi Sonia ~ I completely agree with you...you can't explain some things. I can't imagine losing my best friend at such a young age. I can't imagine how much that would change the course of who you are and how you would see the world...for the rest of your life. I am so sorry you lost your best friend.

      It was her, for sure. I too believe it meant something and it was her!! Your story was so amazingly beautiful. I thought about my best friends and I and it just made me...I don't know, but it was all good.

      I love it! I am a believer too. I wasn't so much, not that I really had reason not to be, but I guess I really didn't have reason to be either. In recent years, and when I've really needed it, boy has God delivered! And I'm grateful!

      Thank you so much Sonia! I'm sorry this is such a long time coming. I was just about to write and had to stop because of my head : /

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  11. Hi Jen just want to let you know I am thinking of you on this Mother's Day and want to wish you a Happy Mother's day, Wishing you the healing thought that you will always be the Mother of your beloved child Aviana. Even though she is not with you physically, you still are her mother and Avian loved you very much. To live in our hearts we leave behind is not to die- Thomas Campbell.

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    1. Thank you so much! I really appreciate you for thinking of me!! really appreciate you! Everything you wrote was beautiful! I hope you had a really nice day too!!

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  12. My much beloved grandma died in 1988. I was 28 years old and less than a year before had moved from the sleepy little town I'd always lived in to Cheyenne, WY, for my husband's new assignment with the Air Force. I was sitting by myself out on the patio that night with this new, overwhelming grief, looking at Cheyenne's incredible night sky and talking to her, "Are you up there? Can you hear me? Do you know how much I love you? ".
    All of a sudden the most magnificent falling star streaked across the sky, horizon to horizon. It was huge, it was purple. Not uncommon for Cheyenne but I knew without one doubt Grandma was answering me.

    Ever since then whenever I lose someone close and am intensely grieving I see that special sign. I never told anyone about it until my husband's mother died. The next summer when we were both outside one night and he was hurting so badly from missing her I told him about it. He tried with no success until I quietly went inside. Then he got his sign.

    As for pets, I lost my Lady, my beautiful Cocker Spaniel, 17 months ago. I sleep on the couch because of back pain and Lady always laid at my feet until she could no longer jump up there. We'd lift her up there but if she got down during the night she'd just thump up against the couch and lay on the floor by my feet. I very regularly feel and hear that thump. My perfect, special girl Is still with me.

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    1. Wow! What a beautiful sign to have. And a consistent one across the years, and loses. One you can count on. That is really nice and comforting. An answer back to your questioning.

      That's also amazing that once you walked in, your husband received his sign. Beautiful.

      Ohhhh...your story about Lady, it both melts and breaks my heart in inexplainable ways. If you've been reading for awhile, I think you understand. The loss of our dogs is like no other, isn't it? They are the absolute most perfect creature on this earth. They give to no end, and in my eyes they show me the best I have ever been to another. The relationship is like no other.

      I am so very sorry for your loss of Lady, but I am happy she is still with you always.

      My love to you!

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  13. Happy Mother's Day, Jen. I love you.
    Dixie

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    1. And to you too Dixie! I love you so very much!!

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  14. Thinking of you today. Melissa

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    1. Thank you so much Melissa! I've been wondering how you are doing?

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  15. Hi Girl - Happy Mother's day to you. I definitely believe in signs, I believe all the people you love surround you and act as guardians. I've had many incidents where I believe someone has come around. The most significant is my friend's mom that was very much a mother figure to me. She died suddenly from a brain anyresum. I was devastated. About a year later I was at her daughter's wedding when I heard a story from her daughter about finding pennies and believing that pennies are signs from loved ones that have passed. She found a penny in her mailbox of all places and knew it was her mom. Later that evening I got into the car to leave and was wondering why I didn't see any signs of her mom being at the wedding, feeling pretty disappointed and sad. I looked down for some reason and there was a penny stuck to my leg, I moved my leg and it didn't come off I had to pick it off of my leg. It was like she was saying loud and clear that she was there.

    Love and Hugs,
    Jess

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    1. Hi Jess -

      Thank you so much, and a Happy Mother's Day to you X 2 : ) Gosh, I am so sorry to hear. I am wondering who's mom this is? I don't remember you talking about her, but then again my memory isn't the best : /

      Pennies from heaven. That is so neat that it was stuck to your leg! That is pretty loud and clear. I agree and think you are right!

      Love you!!

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  16. Hi Jen!

    This post really hits home for me. I did not always believe in signs but some people close to me have. After we lost Steve my younger daughter was struggling so hard to find what her daddy's sign would be. She was trying so hard, it was breaking my heart. I prayed to him, begged him to come to her in her sleep or in some way. Anything for her to know he was still with her, besides me telling her so. Well he listened and he came through. I've heard a lot of people tell the story of the dragonfly (beautiful story) and about a month after his death, my sister called and told me to tell Jocelyn that she believed his "sign" was a dragonfly. He always used to pick on my sister and she was at a soft ball game and said there was a dragonfly that just wouldn't leave her alone. She said she felt Steve was once again trying to "annoy" her. We were sitting at an ice cream stand when my sister called. Jocelyn just looked at me skeptically. Well after we hung up the phone I couldn't believe it! I dragonfly was on the window right behind Jocelyn! She wasn't yet convinved. The next day at home a beautiful blue dragonfly landed right on her finger and would not leave her, I have a picture of this! She put it on a branch to let it go and it flew back onto her hand, she put it on a leave of a small tree, and it came right back to her! She was starting to slowly believe. The next incident was my older daugheter's Sweet 16 party, just a couple weeks later. She blew out the candles and then a dragonfly landed right in the middle of her cake! Everyone in our family was finally seeing that Steve was with us and making his presence known through these beautiful dragonflies. We have had countless incidents since then. There were too many things to ignore. The dragonfly has now become a big part of our family. I had one tattooed on my back!

    There have been many other signs from him as well! And one of my nephews who was 8 at the time, saw an image of him playing with the balloons on our pool deck after everyone had gone home from Jordyn's birthday. He was very shaken up and upset but my sister explained to him that it was a wonderful thing that he was able to see Uncle Steve. I believe there are MANY different signs as long as your open enough to recieve them!

    Sending hugs your way Jen!!!!

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  17. Oh my gosh...I so loved to read your stories about the dragonflies!! I love them all, but I especially loved the one about the cake! I love how these certain things bring peace and comfort to us.

    I can see how your nephew would be shaken by that and so happy he had your sister to walk him through and explain how beautiful and lucky he was to have an experience such as that.

    Thank you so much for sharing these things with me : )

    Love to you!!

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