My wife Cheryl passed away from cancer at the age of 41 on May 26th 1997, which happened to fall on memorial day that year.
Since then, as you would expect every year on May 26th I think of her often.
I sometimes wonder if she knows what a wonderful young man her son Bill grew up to be. He was only 9 when she passed.
I also cant help but thinking how happy she would be to know she has a granddaughter that looks amazingly similar to what she looked like a a young girl.
This year being the 25th anniversary of her passing I was really thinking of these things a-lot. On the drive to work I was even wondering if I would see a sign from her as I have a few times in the past on this day.
At lunch time I was headed out to my car as usual, when at the last minute I decided to walk instead of drive. I started walking to the grocery store that is about a mile away to get something healthy from the deli there.
On the way back as I was walking past a gas station/convenience store
I noticed 2 lottery tickets blowing in the wind on the grass next to the sidewalk I was on. I picked them both up and looked at the numbers on them. They were from a few days earlier, no doubt losers someone had just thrown out. It was a windy day and in another few minutes they wouldn’t have been together any more.
Both tickets had the same 4 digit number played. I recognized it immediately as I sometimes play that number. 0721, my birthday.
Cheryl’s birthday was the day after mine ( different year) but we always celebrated them together, so really it was like we had the same birthday.
The chance of those tickets having that number was one in 10,000. (0000-9999). The chance of me finding it on that particular day was at best 1-365 ( I rarely pick up lottery tickets so actually much, much less)
Also if I would have walked by a few minutes earlier or later they would not have been there. The odds against me finding these 2 tickets were astronomical.
I believe 100% that was a sign from my late wife that there is something on the other side, and she knows what is happening on our side. She knows about her son, and her granddaughter, and everything else.
She knew I was looking for a sign, and sent one that was unmistakable.
Some will call this a coincidence. Not me. At what point does it become mathematically impossible?
I told some people about this small miracle, but in reality, there are no small miracles or big miracles. There are only proofs that this world is not the only world for us, and when someone you love dies, that is not the end of your relationship.
Happy Memorial Day!
I loved this Mark!!! No doubt a sign. This life is just a doorway to a better one and I’m glad you shared this.
Blessings brother
Great story. And I agree with your point of view. I'm also sorry for that loss. Thanks for sharing 👍