Help and signs from loved one

I hope others don't find that silly.

4 comments (1/24/23) I luv this topic Carolyn @CarolynS674392 🤎🤗

Four plus years later and he’s still helping me 

and sending me signs. When I need some

weird tool that I don’t think I have, 9 times

out of 10 I’ll find it in the garage. He saved everything. And when I turn on the radio

and hear one of his fav songs, I know he’s 

with me. I’ll always be grateful for his help

and those signs 💜

@CarolynS674392 

Thanks for the uplifting post! It's great to read a positive post that gives us all hope. More people need to recognize that sometimes things do happen that we can't explain as just coincidence. 

I was never one for believing in signs until recently. My mother passed away on January 20th. The first day the family all came together after traveling to gather at her home, we were outside. My daughter spotted a pink butterfly, which none of us had ever seen. It was more of a blush pink.

My mother absolutely hated pink. However, it's mine and my daughter's favorite color. My mother loved gardening and loved butterflies. Since we have never seen a pink one we did some research on them.

We read an article about the meaning of a pink butterfly. They said it's a way for the recently passed loved one to communicate to others that they are at peace in their afterlife. I truly believe this was my mother letting my daughter and I know she was ok. We were very close to her and I know she was probably worried about us.  The butterfly was representing her and pink to direct the message to us. 

I would like to say each day is getting easier with her passing, but it would be a lie at this point. I know eventually, I'll be able to get through a day without ugly crying. But I'm not sure if the feeling of emptiness or being incomplete will ever change. It's like someone took the main ingredients out of a pie and all your left with is just a crust with small traces of evidence it was an apple pie. 

I guess all you can do is take it one day at a time and hope it gets better. 

Thank you for sharing your story. Jen

I believe in signs from loved ones. I joined AARP many years ago. I posted a photo of a pink hibiscus for my avatar. He loved that hibiscus from our little garden. It bloomed in the warm sunny weather. When I returned to AARP for bereavement and grief loss this past week, I saw the hibiscus as my avatar. I took it as a sign of support from him that I am on the right path and trying to get better. Take care.

Hi, Carolyn, I agree with you and the many folks who replied to your message. It is uplifting and beautiful, particularly since this topic has been somewhat taboo in our world today.  Ironically some of the nonbelievers become believers once they lose a loved one and receive messages from them.  I started to receive them shortly after my husband died.  I saw his name on many billboard signs, name of grocery clerks who helped me, etc.  I saw butterflies hovering around me in late fall.  That was right before the funeral services.  These were uplifting moments for me, and I needed them badly.  They continue today. You are right about the closeness of our deceased loved ones.  They never leave but are part of our continued lives through our memories of many years of companionship and love.  I am also finding that I remember my husband's words of wisdom when I venture into the unknown house projects and like someone said find the right tools at the right time.  This just goes to show we are not really alone but have to be open to them in spirit.  As I read somewhere this grievance journey is a series of blessings and lessons thanks to them.  I'm glad you shared your feelings, and, in my case, it brought me some "joy."  Thanks, Sue

I had forgotten one of John’s signs. We always would see ladybugs but only down the shore. We always associated them with him because he always commented on them. Every now and again,I’ll spot one at home. It always makes me think of him with the fondest of memories 💜

Hi, Carolyn, I wanted to let you know that I too having been having some difficult days now in my second year.  There is an image shared in my GriefShare session of a jar with a ball of grief inside.  Over time the grief ball is still the same size (contrary to the misconception that grief goes away or diminishes) but the jar expands to a bigger space.  The thought is that yes, grief will always be with us, but our environment grows as we continue on our grief journey.  I like the word journey since it implies that there is a continuum to another phase or stage of life.  We are not stuck in our valley of despair but on a path.  What happens on the path varies from individual to individual.  I too smell the roses that my husband planted or see the ferns swaying in the breeze.  At various times of the year, I see different colored butterflies.  Recently I have been seeing white butterflies, which I think is a good omen.  All of these sensory images reinforce that my husband of almost 50 years still has presence in my life.  Like you and others I am facing a new identity whether I like it or not.  I am actually more comfortable with house projects and other tasks.  Take it slow and ask for help.  I am in a calmer place and now reflect before I dive into new projects, particularly since we all live on a limited budget.  Lo and behold, I received some great advice from my HVAC guy the other day, which saved me several thousand dollars.  You can do it too.  We just have to remember we are not alone.  Easier said than done.  Have relaxing weekend and try to do something you enjoy.  You deserve it.  Sue 🦋

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