April 27, 2007
Three Signs From Mom
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Nancy C., North Easton, Massachusetts, September 1997 and September
1998
My Mom passed away on Sept 4, 1997 after a long and painful illness. She
lived with us in her own apartment for 7 years. She was a woman of great
faith and was always after me to "believe" and have faith.
The day after she passed on, I was in her bedroom sorting through paper
work, when the light in the room came on. I checked to see if the connection
was loose and it was not. Also that same evening a bag full of things that
she had already prepared knowing she was dying and expected me to give to
her relatives, wiggled and scared me half to death. I checked it and there
was nothing inside the bag to make it move. Those two things made a believer
out of me. But a year later, on the anniversary of her death to the day, a
charitable truck came to the house telling me that a woman with my mom's
name had called to donate something to them and they were there to pick it
up. I was shocked as she always did donate to this particular charity. They
had her old phone number, which had been disconnected for a year and her
name. I asked the driver if it was a computer error, and he said no way as
they didn't use a computer, and calls were written down as they came in. The
driver was freaked out when I told him she had been dead a year to the day.
He said there is no way her name and number would have got on the list by
accident. I couldn't believe it happened a year to the day of her death. So
if I wasn't a believer before, I surely was after that. She sent three
signs, and she must have known I didn't doubt her sending them, as I have
had no more since that day in 1998.
