[rivermom]

I don't ever "see" things around me to remind me of my Grandmother. But...I see, feel, and hear things in my mind, if that makes any sense. My Mom always told me that my Grandma had a special gift of "knowing things" sorta say before they actually happened. At times, I do the same. So, I look at this as another thread in the "bond" that ties my Grandmother and I together.

It's special to me, not to mention almost completely impossible to explain.

The only "sign" I've ever seen with my own eyes was a purple bow which mysteriously laid in front of me on a table I was sitting at. The purple bow was worn by my Yorkie pup I had that recently passed. I was camping with a bunch of friends and we sat around the table playing cards one night. We stopped the game for like 5 minutes to say hello to some friends who walked up. I turned around back to the table to begin the card game again and there sat the purple bow. I thought my friends put it there and were playing a horrific joke on me yet they promised they weren't.

To this day I cannot explain how the purple bow ended up in front of me. A part of me will always be somewhat freaked out by it I guess. Later as time went on I stopped questioning it and just tried to have peace with it all.