I had a tulip plant that mom gave me one Easter it was in my garage for about 2 years. It started growing leaves, no flower but leaves all of a sudden in November. I thought the plant had died. I took that as a sign from my mother.
My sister had a dream she said my mother was smiling and my sister said " you saw him didn't you" and she had the biggest smile my sister said.
I get these thoughts all the time don't know where they come from just out of the blue so I take them as signs from my mom and dad. Just yesterday this thought came to me while I was lying in bed, it was a thought from my dad, he was saying, it is so beautiful here, you have to see it. It was so weird that this came to my mind out of the blue.
I do believe that we get signs and I try to make myself aware all the time and I am sure that they are being sent from our loved ones. I truely believe this.
I believe in signs..... my father passed away on December 30th, 2010. the day he passed away i went to the funeral home to wait for my brother to show up. in the parking lot i lost it and i heard the church bells playing Go tell it on the mountian well i just stopped crying that instant. the sunday prior to his death we had attended the vetrans chapel at the hospital where he was a patient and they had a guest singer at the service and she sang that song and later at the conclusion of the service we sang that same song..... well weeks have passed since then and i have drove by that funeral home many times since and realized there is no church near there that could of been ringing their bells.....
the day after his funeral i went to his frave and upon leave the national cemetary is see a perfect row of twelve deer just standing there as if to say.... he is at peace.
today i was having a moment and decided to go through his bible. a page was marked with a marker so i opened it... it was the identification bracelet he had worn for short time when he was admitted. he kept it when he got another one because it had his military picture on it. on the other side of it in marker he had written....Family i will always be in your hearts and love you __ so does God.
you have no idea how i needed to hear that :) so yes i believe in signs and welcome them.
I have no doubt that they try to communicate with us. My Mum passed Memorial Day, May 31, 2010, the saddest day of my life.
The week after her funeral, I went into take a nap. I heard something in the master bathroom, which I can see from my bed. I saw my Mum come out of the bathroom, without her walker, and walk down the hall. I got up and looked down the hall, no Mum.
There have been other signs, but this one has been the most poignant to me.
Yes, they are around us, and yes, they try to tell us they're okay.
Sign 1: My father passed away on December 8, 2010. We're a big Irsh family so the night he passed on we went to a local bar and had ourselves an Irish Wake. As we got out of the car to walk up to my house at 2 am we were greeted by a beautiful and sweet dog who appeared out of no where. He didn't have a collar and It was too cold to turn him away so we let him inside for the night... he cuddled with me all night. The next day I located the owners and made sure to thank them for the comfort their dog gave my family on the hardest night we have ever had. I truly believe that my father sent this sweet Irish setter (the same type of dog he had as a child) to let us know that everything is going to be ok and not to be sad.
Sign2: The next day at the funeral home we were once again greeted by another sign, a double rainbow in the sky!!
I've never been a person of faith but after this i am 100% sure that there is more after our earthly life ends. This helps me carry on each day without my dear father next to me
I know I've had messages , there is no other explanation. Sure there is things I don't understand, like why some people never have a message or a sign.Why others are so strong that there's no doudt.Some people are so desperate and same to need it to just keep living threw the loss. Are the signs there and they just are so lost they aren't letting it registering . For me I've lost 3 icons in my life in a matter of 2 years. My 35 yr old son my frist born . Then my last grandparent , my 93 yr old Nannie, now on March 14 at 6:35 my 73 yr old mother left . My grandmother I don't feel I ever have heard from she was so tried and gald to leave this world behind. She had more people on the other side. Thirteen brothers and sisters and only 2 were still here. And to lose a 35 year old great grandson she could not understand. She repeatedly said I've lived my life and every day I live with pills and pain why would God take him so young.She was gald to leave this world and never looked back.We talked her last weeks about what she was seeing, like her father just standing in the distance watching her. Or my son passing threw the room , that was hard t,that was hard to know he was there and I could not touch or talk to him.And I remember so clearly the night she left when I got to the hosiptal, she kept talking about how cold she was and I told her what a good nannie she was , she had that far away look and with in mintes she left .But she waited for me to get there ahd when I knew I had to sat down . I didn't realize till later how when I got to the end of the bed it was like I walked around someone.I know in my heart Richard told her to wait I was on my way and he was standing at the end of that bed to help her leave. And she left and didn't look back.She had lived and done all she needed to ,there was no were here left she needed to go .But for a 35 year old that still had dreams and hadn't done all he'd planned on he didn't leave as quick. He came back for a while he knew we weren't ready for him to leave. My family had never lost anyone so young, there is no way to make sense of such a terrible loss .He will never be a grandfather. We were only getting closer thr generation gap had closed.But he was needed on the other side .My biggest thought when he frist left over over and over.That I didn't tell any one one was how I would never hear him say mom again. How it touched my heart and there was a sound to it that the other childrens didn't have.And the about 2 wks. after he left , I was getting dressed to leave putting on my shoes and as clear as I'd ever heard it ,he said mom.Of course it brought me to my feet. It melted my heart and filled my being . I knew then he knew my thoughts.About a month later I was haveing a very bad Sunday ,he had asked me to make home made caremel popcorn and had serious regrets that day about waiting and not going ahead and makeing it.I felt so bad that day that night we were haveing a fellowship dinner at church and I stayed at home.The lady next door went and when she came back She dropped in and said I brought you a goody bag. She handed to me and I started checking out what she'd brought me and there at the bottom was a baggie with homemade carmel popcorn. There are more but the have gotten less but I thank him for everyone and I tell him every day I love him. And I am so gald to have the time we've had.