Ok,
It doesn't matter anymore if we believe in "signs" or not............. but now I can't ever doubt them again.
Last night we picked up all three of Scott's kids and one of their best friends, Jamie. They've become so close and Jamie's mother is one of our dearest friends.
Last night after I went to dinner I had to take my friend home from the restaurant. She lives about 10-12 miles up on top of Columbia Heights......... It's a dark, windy road and a little scary at night. But I suddenly KNEW that Scott was in the car with me. So, I started talking to him. I told him about the kids coming for last night and today.......... and I knew he was in the car with me. I FELT HIS PRESENCE so strongly.
So, last night, after everyone was settled in, not in bed........these are three teenage boys....... they don't go to bed very early. I fell asleep on the sofa and suddenly the smoke alarm goes off, 1, 2, 3............. I couldn't figure it out at first because I was so tired. It kept up until I finally said, "Thank you Scott, We know you're with us". It stopped.
Just now, this morning, we're all here in the office again, the kids are all playing "Guild Wars" on the computer and low and behold, the smoke alarm in here goes off again. This is the same one that Frank kept changing the batteries in last weekend. New battery, not more than a week old and they should last a year. I have no fans on, no candles burning, nothing on the stove and no-one even moving around much because every one is on the computer. It starts beeping, one, two three beeps............. I told the kids just to acknowledge his presence but they feel foolish doing it.
Frank just took it off the ceiling and took the battery out of it. I don't know how he expects Scott to let us know when he's here if he keeps taking down the alarms.
Do I believe it's Scott? ABSOLUTELY, I have no doubt, no questions in my heart. He's here but needs to be acknowledged so we know his spirit is present.
Yes, God is good, he has not abandoned us. He lets our angels come to our side when they want to or when we need them.
It makes my soul rejoice, jane
_________________ Scott Matthew HIll - 2 years old
To lose a child teaches one what the word bereavement really means. There is no loss equal to the loss of a child.
“We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other."
~Luciano De Crescenzo
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