tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936035466502490028.post8009516172289265722..comments2022-04-13T02:21:22.471-07:00Comments on Arayo's Ride: A Message From Beyond?Karyn Carpenterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17900259106102345908noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6936035466502490028.post-48239132307648504532011-03-02T03:47:38.306-08:002011-03-02T03:47:38.306-08:00I too strongly believe in signs. When we were hel...I too strongly believe in signs. When we were helping care for my sister as she was dying from breast cancer in 2006 she told me that she was going to send us signs that she is safe and happy on the other side. The day after she passed her husband came home to their 3rd floor condo to find a wild bird fluttering around their condo (he'd left the patio door open as it was very hot). They had left that door open numerous times over the 8 years they lived there and had never even seen a bird on their deck before. This had great meaning as my sister loved birds and they had always had a pet bird until just before she passed away. She also had been talking about how important to her and how she was wanting a tattoo of one. As my brother in law approached the bird it just sat there calmly looking at him. Then he realized that the bird was perched on their wedding picture. The bird let him get within a foot of it before it gently flew over to the blanket that had been made for my sister by other breast cancer patients and that graced her lap whenever she was awake or in her wheelchair. It then flew out to the deck and perched on my sisters rose bush- her favorite colour of roses that was given to her by her hubby on their anniversary. It then flew gently away. A few days later my father received a phone call from someone who kept asking if Lisa was home. It was a wrong number but they called 3 times before they told my Dad sorry for disturbing him but they were trying to organize her 40th birthday celebration. This was especially poignant as my sister was determined to make it to her 40th birthday (she was a few months shy when she passed) and had me out shopping for party decorations four days before she passed away. My mother decided to plant a small memorial garden for my sister and went to the nursery. She found a variety of lavender that she loved (my sister's favorite flower) and when she pulled out the tag to see if there were any special planting instructions she saw that the variety was called Lisa Marie- my sisters exact first and middle names. And finally as I was getting ready to attend the memorial service I was digging around in my purse to find the pink ribbon I was going to wear and I found a quarter, a special edition one put out here in Canada with a pink ribbon on it. I had been trying to get one of these coins for months and hadn't found one yet. And yet there it was, in the bottom of my purse even though I always put my change in my change purse. So yes, I believe in signs. And while I'm not sure what I believe about the hereafter, I know she was telling us she was okay. Take comfort in the signs and anything else that soothes you.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01592020521688489095noreply@blogger.com