tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7736371954475696892024-02-07T12:10:47.284-05:00Memories to CherishThis is a blog dedicated to my dear sister Mary who had so much to live for and so much to give ~ she gave all she had and it is all treasured now... until we see again.Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.comBlogger803125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-69984769601399654502021-05-21T08:42:00.001-04:002021-05-28T08:44:02.169-04:00Morning Cardinal<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuKWbJqV5A-_xXrVBnhpiu8m3GXUKorQpMG261VhquWe7AvTaaEyYhECZMWYI8Ws-MwekeXa-XeBU2zfGpzgJ494HzzBAg1-3Tftnk18lTKl313TIViFO_sT4Lqos44Jrjbffjb5MFQU/s2048/nocaphoto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1809" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuKWbJqV5A-_xXrVBnhpiu8m3GXUKorQpMG261VhquWe7AvTaaEyYhECZMWYI8Ws-MwekeXa-XeBU2zfGpzgJ494HzzBAg1-3Tftnk18lTKl313TIViFO_sT4Lqos44Jrjbffjb5MFQU/s320/nocaphoto.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was early and I was driving up my block with sleepy eyes, headed to the train. I saw a bird in the road up ahead, standing as tall as he could on his tiny little legs. He was right in my path and didn't look like he was going to move. As I got closer I thought "okay lil one you better fly away, I'm coming straight that way!" Then I opened my eyes a little wider as I was as close as I can be and saw it was a beautiful red Cardinal and he was just staring at me. He flew away just I saw what he was. He was so close he took my breath away. It happened so fast I instantly let out a gasp. The instant he flew out of my path, I let out a sigh of relief and was left with a feeling of love. I love these surprise visits, they always seem to come at the right time. ❤️✨🦋</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">#cardinalsoflove #signsfromabove</div><div><br /></div></div><p><br /> </p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-37343801842760698782021-04-14T11:45:00.007-04:002021-05-01T11:51:07.468-04:00Sister sign<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmWtVt3ljQ9cKXTC3f7UMfgECa0Y5Oe1PHu1EZXsdksxQG_lQ5T0IK0cmAZmQjIGS7BUbwU9r1kBUzcoanIuMbLvorz-diK86cVpSji-F0FHe5NSgflh69hBz_lNmW9QuXQ-7TmbDn1w/s2048/July+31.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1550" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmWtVt3ljQ9cKXTC3f7UMfgECa0Y5Oe1PHu1EZXsdksxQG_lQ5T0IK0cmAZmQjIGS7BUbwU9r1kBUzcoanIuMbLvorz-diK86cVpSji-F0FHe5NSgflh69hBz_lNmW9QuXQ-7TmbDn1w/s320/July+31.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p> Signs:👼🪶❤️</p><p>I had a sign from my sis today. </p><p>It's been a sad today as I've been talking to my BFF of 33 years in Houston who's sad because it was today a year ago her sister Anita went to heaven. </p><p>It got me thinking about my sis Mary, wondering if she met my bff's sister up there. </p><p>On my rush to Penn Station I was stopped in my tracks at the date on the sidewalk..... JULY 31!!!!!</p><p>My sister's Bday!!</p><p>I'll take that as a great big YES to my question. What a happy thought.🦋</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewMTb7d8SuzRXQErqkBbtty_WvC9ySjZ1hHMR8V2nIBFrOwoCDxiFL-pYf9Zbfr1SfZFTO6JnQ4cdkuia_sS3fAgnLDdX6jlY4OTFYlawKRPdsl4FsU6tJgbzv3pqmDgTFTGbn8gyYFU/s2048/blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2027" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewMTb7d8SuzRXQErqkBbtty_WvC9ySjZ1hHMR8V2nIBFrOwoCDxiFL-pYf9Zbfr1SfZFTO6JnQ4cdkuia_sS3fAgnLDdX6jlY4OTFYlawKRPdsl4FsU6tJgbzv3pqmDgTFTGbn8gyYFU/s320/blog.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-67942835532109987442021-04-07T11:59:00.001-04:002021-05-01T12:01:44.368-04:00Sticker from Above<p> It's official, I'm fully vaccinated!! </p><p>I just left the place I got my shot and when I asked for a sticker at the check out point they said they didn't give them out there, only the nurses did 🥺... I was bummed because they gave them after my first shot. Yes I'm a baby and wanted my sticker (LoL), but oh well. I considered going back to the nurse to ask for one but thought I would certainly look silly so I left. </p><p>Well......I was halfway to my car and look what was in my path:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxRAnqRsDllZRBSZ03ngGP5RCELQCpNC5Li97BOIZ_hWD6tWmpg3scosl2wol1nwo-WkWJPHVtL4zr-LJAqkOQcx69cC55BUGbsp8SIGhSLAmy4xcb9JiIB4MEEvGI7RRYStNz3J5BtE/s2048/Vaccinated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1447" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxRAnqRsDllZRBSZ03ngGP5RCELQCpNC5Li97BOIZ_hWD6tWmpg3scosl2wol1nwo-WkWJPHVtL4zr-LJAqkOQcx69cC55BUGbsp8SIGhSLAmy4xcb9JiIB4MEEvGI7RRYStNz3J5BtE/s320/Vaccinated.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-75886115469208207442021-04-04T12:02:00.002-04:002021-05-01T12:03:48.988-04:00Easter Cardinal<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Tv1xMcDQ2kgtJzwKjzoPljXuyvjnrSZiYPFTFp7ItDX_sgfdLaj1dtNFpRQk4_f5TnYCacrmw4_HAZdVuxWHZV2ZUI0-YVjascX5ayf0wfkghB0dBLg_agtO82ZAOpBLRRWGYE3cBYw/s534/EasterCardinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="534" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Tv1xMcDQ2kgtJzwKjzoPljXuyvjnrSZiYPFTFp7ItDX_sgfdLaj1dtNFpRQk4_f5TnYCacrmw4_HAZdVuxWHZV2ZUI0-YVjascX5ayf0wfkghB0dBLg_agtO82ZAOpBLRRWGYE3cBYw/s320/EasterCardinal.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>A beautiful bright red cardinal flew in front of my car as I was driving down my street headed home with Easter treats. I wasn't driving very fast and it was so close to my window that I caught a full glimpse of his brilliant redness. I gasped and instantly felt a kind of pure love throughout my whole being, then, exhaling that gasp, a smile automatically spread across my face and I said Mary's name out loud without even thinking about it. I knew I had just received a visit and it was the most beautiful feeling. Smiles all day!! </p><p>I am truly #blessedandgrateful 💗</p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-65939743432275117702021-03-22T12:09:00.001-04:002021-05-01T12:11:55.360-04:00Angel Mary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ntkmM5iFzTYY5W9P1cdtyPml40WuvTNMv-1K40wCoTSZTA0MFyIYp5RcBAlWxCJxzZA-kTrLhmmHCHZPclVCvOPrSB9DSCpwkLOZQlU6e2Ccaww0e8S92UD-CTQzrkcG7Fpp0K96GZE/s1250/CC+Sister+Cardinal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ntkmM5iFzTYY5W9P1cdtyPml40WuvTNMv-1K40wCoTSZTA0MFyIYp5RcBAlWxCJxzZA-kTrLhmmHCHZPclVCvOPrSB9DSCpwkLOZQlU6e2Ccaww0e8S92UD-CTQzrkcG7Fpp0K96GZE/s320/CC+Sister+Cardinal.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">ANGEL MARY</p><p style="text-align: center;">Angel Mary up above,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Family and friends still feel your love. </p><p style="text-align: center;">The vibrant smile upon your face,</p><p style="text-align: center;">A beautiful image to never erase. </p><p style="text-align: center;">A glowing spirit like no other,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Cherished forever by your mother. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Such selfless love you always gave,</p><p style="text-align: center;">To siblings Lisa, Jeni and Dave.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Special moments to never forget,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Priceless gifts for Kelsey and Brett. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Many embrace your signs from Heaven, </p><p style="text-align: center;">Each cardinal, feather and 11:11. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Little red bird; angelic white dove,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Angel Mary, up above.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">~<i>Leesah Noon Stapf</i> (2019)</p><p style="text-align: center;">AKA: <a href="https://www.caringcardinals.com/">Caring Cardinals</a> ❤️</p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-90588618374737835042021-03-22T12:04:00.015-04:002021-05-01T12:08:34.049-04:00Loving Mary Forever<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoM4Ac44xJyhvZssiDoYApbHPd0TTWcGiFQE5T2LWr570sfVxrU5H-RQSzbvN-cw0YlYBErOZ74anJLLtN35_FAh0oDEVIAIXqjka4gWsJTXQuOBEh8BXDD1Sj6qaynSfms8Az5zILKcU/s960/Sisters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="818" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoM4Ac44xJyhvZssiDoYApbHPd0TTWcGiFQE5T2LWr570sfVxrU5H-RQSzbvN-cw0YlYBErOZ74anJLLtN35_FAh0oDEVIAIXqjka4gWsJTXQuOBEh8BXDD1Sj6qaynSfms8Az5zILKcU/s320/Sisters.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>👼Today is a very special day. It's the day I celebrate my Mary ❤️! 13 years ago she became an angel. She is and always has been my shining 🌟 star! My dear sister, my dear friend! </p><p>She may be gone from Earth but she is very much a part of me everyday. Showering me with amazing signs and love from above, strengthening my faith, keeping me strong. </p><p>Thank you everyone for loving and celebrating Mary with me!</p><p>#LovingMaryForever</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLHEqzELpaplQNK3Erls37h6lIcKQr9kECsk4fuWrT-mjwRVLOnOoixlHqiDWijMyiySI1gmMZqQ77UAfytbnKsJRxdy2_KknJdE5uQhJom5kWRbK1ULDk4v3kR3X2UybKZhIuHCDR9E4/s1598/cardinalmary.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1598" data-original-width="1412" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLHEqzELpaplQNK3Erls37h6lIcKQr9kECsk4fuWrT-mjwRVLOnOoixlHqiDWijMyiySI1gmMZqQ77UAfytbnKsJRxdy2_KknJdE5uQhJom5kWRbK1ULDk4v3kR3X2UybKZhIuHCDR9E4/s320/cardinalmary.png" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-21082027073326395292021-01-18T11:12:00.033-05:002021-05-28T09:26:29.884-04:00Maria ~ Divine Connections<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBT6UP3GVGETuhC1ALTOP0a7sMbkRozYq0Vw3MNbMST6f32LrwH9a5P4feYWfNoj706RABwH7jxlKdVB4nnR_MFfFLPBGyA2Imo3R6kF_l0rC-KVBEJgzuS3vCO_wcZQWU4SJy_lDWVtQ/s500/spiritual-meaning-of-a-red-cardinal-symbolism-and-messages.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="342" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBT6UP3GVGETuhC1ALTOP0a7sMbkRozYq0Vw3MNbMST6f32LrwH9a5P4feYWfNoj706RABwH7jxlKdVB4nnR_MFfFLPBGyA2Imo3R6kF_l0rC-KVBEJgzuS3vCO_wcZQWU4SJy_lDWVtQ/s320/spiritual-meaning-of-a-red-cardinal-symbolism-and-messages.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>I received a heart warming email from a beautiful soul named Adriana. She found my Mary blog somehow and was drawn to read through it and reach out to me to let me know a little bit about her and her loss too.</p><p><i><span style="color: red;">My name is Adriana. </span></i></p><p></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i><span style="color: red;">I lost my sister Maria on December 13, 2015.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was born on March 15.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My symbol for her is red cardinals and lady
bugs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m crying reading your blog. </span></i><i><span style="color: red;">Thank you for your words. Adriana</span></i></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoPlainText">There is a divine connection out there, up above, all around that brings us together. I like to believe it is our loved ones who are watching over us and sending us signs and connecting us so we can share in our grief and so our faith can be once again renewed in the fact that life does go on and we don't really lose our loved ones, they are with us always. Helping us, guiding us if we allow. All we have to do is Believe and the signs and magic appears. </p><p class="MsoPlainText">Adriana and I continued to communicate via email a couple more times. I was so happy to hear from her and I didn't even know her. I had this feeling though as if we were connected. It seems we were connected by love, a kind of love you don't experience on earth in a physical means, its a divine connectiveness kind of love that is from somewhere else. I feel like it's a special kind of love that one can feel only when you are truly open and believe in the magic that is all around us. Its pure. I want to share her email that she sent about an experience she shared with me about a friend of hers who was having a reading from a medium because I think it should be out there and heard. I've refrained from writing about my experiences with psychic mediums in the past because of the judgements I know are out there regarding this topic. But I am past that now and think its time to share. All my experiences have been a strong confirmation regarding all the signs, synchronicities and visits I've had. Stay tuned, I plan to share my experiences soon. In the meantime, here is Adriana's beautiful story:</p><p class="MsoPlainText"><i style="color: red;">Hi Jeni,</i></p><p></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I live in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. I’m glad you will be posting more on your
site. It brought me a lot of
comfort. I’m sorry about your sister’s
death. Thank you for responding to my
email (I did not expect to hear from you).</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>A few days ago, my friend was getting a reading done by a
medium. I was very skeptical but tried
to keep an open mind and heart.</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><b>The beginning of the reading she said I can hear a
cardinal singing outside your window. I
smiled. A cardinal arrived a few days
ago for the arrival of Spring.</b></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I listened to the medium from another room while my
friend got a reading. She was so
accurate in everything she said. My
heart was drawn to the room where my
friend was getting her reading done (I sat in front of the computer).</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><b>I said in my mind, if this medium is real, Maria come
through to me in some way. A few seconds
later she says, I keep heating a ‘ah’ sound...then she says....Mary....Maria.</b></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>My friend responded immediately by saying it was my
sister. The medium described her perfectly.
The medium described her personality, her illness, the age she died (44 years
old), her profession.......I started crying when the medium was describing
her. The medium said that she is always
with me....I guess that is the question I must say every day.... </i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I say: “Maria, can
you hear me?” I say: “Maria, are you here? </i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I wish I could have heard more.....but the reading was
for my friend. I didn’t want to
intrude. All of her dead relatives came
forward. Amazing.....</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I wish I could have had a conversation with my
sister. The medium said your sister is
so quiet, so smart. Dr. Maria. She had her PhD in environmental sciences. Maria studied and taught before she became so
sick.....</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>Anyway, I guess I’m sharing because your site touched me
deeply...all the signs that you notice.
Like whispers from God, angels,.......</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I think that when we die, our bodies are deceased, but
our spirits, or souls move to another dimension. I’m not always in touch with that spiritual
dimension. I try to sit in silence in
nature to access it.</i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>I really like your uplifting words and stories. I am grateful I came across them. </i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="color: red;"><i>Thank you for sharing </i></span></p><p class="MsoPlainText">My love and my heart go out to you Adriana and I thank our sisters for connecting us. Keep on believing and never give up hope. Maria is with you always and ready for you to hear her as the medium hears her. XOXO Love, you sister through our sisters, Jeni</p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-90780782977063746702020-11-22T12:20:00.009-05:002021-05-01T12:24:20.662-04:00Mary Mask orders<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjms8-iIss5Okxz3xqBDUnMZZrvDN0sVAAOYd6ZQf-HO9vcSFY2IUClI1f_NmKAeYEo6lJqMgQ6sOQ1KSjKm5Faddl0XqUrD5VvCyIOzK4_5lOq_SSzNbC00um4VBqXz8unw1G-nmwOOds/s2048/CC+Mask.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1346" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjms8-iIss5Okxz3xqBDUnMZZrvDN0sVAAOYd6ZQf-HO9vcSFY2IUClI1f_NmKAeYEo6lJqMgQ6sOQ1KSjKm5Faddl0XqUrD5VvCyIOzK4_5lOq_SSzNbC00um4VBqXz8unw1G-nmwOOds/s320/CC+Mask.png" /></a></div><br /><p>My dear friend Leesah Marie from Caring Cardinals sent me a beautiful CC Covid-19 mask to help keep me safe. </p><p>I took a picture and sent it to her with lots of love and gratitude. She loved it so much she asked if she could use my picture on her <a href="https://www.caringcardinals.com/">Caring Cardinals</a> website and I happily gave her permission....</p><p>Only moments after she posted my picture, she received an order for two masks from a "Mary" ❤️</p><p>#nocoincidences #lovefromabove</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-87548764367931091852020-11-22T10:51:00.027-05:002021-05-28T09:37:57.137-04:00Messages of Love<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjF2ywwSweVtqC3KSXzIf43SbJf90QE5b3SdRtWjyPhCoSqPhmndlwkR9EG9N2WnjeAMZxOrBPRGO7GGwsq3r6sH2DAfey_L71Am0uoF3Cu8Znv0YBtJHDlUUW_HrUSwWQXdjURyDJM4Y/s2048/Screenshot_20201121-103121.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1701" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjF2ywwSweVtqC3KSXzIf43SbJf90QE5b3SdRtWjyPhCoSqPhmndlwkR9EG9N2WnjeAMZxOrBPRGO7GGwsq3r6sH2DAfey_L71Am0uoF3Cu8Znv0YBtJHDlUUW_HrUSwWQXdjURyDJM4Y/s320/Screenshot_20201121-103121.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know who SN O'Neill is but I received short but sweet email as a reminder to me that sharing the signs and love I still receive from my Mary is an important message for all to hear. I believe it helps people to open their minds and hearts to the truth that our loved ones are always near. </div><p></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-4616585749641110902020-09-08T12:25:00.003-04:002021-05-01T12:26:36.937-04:00Love from Above<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpp_8mHgxp1N7ne4CHYrh4RlWgcxCGBfs5pEE5nqSiF-gPbhqWaw37i9G9OGyvKS3vEOPjlsmbDWEHF4JneXMOPUntQlq8DawSEx28iblgIvqnFw5dNQyLNt5Gz4eZgfMykC1BJ196Y0/s438/license+plate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="438" data-original-width="387" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpp_8mHgxp1N7ne4CHYrh4RlWgcxCGBfs5pEE5nqSiF-gPbhqWaw37i9G9OGyvKS3vEOPjlsmbDWEHF4JneXMOPUntQlq8DawSEx28iblgIvqnFw5dNQyLNt5Gz4eZgfMykC1BJ196Y0/s320/license+plate.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>I ALWAYS seem to get a sign at the most auspicious times. Times where my loved one up above wants me to know that she is here with me. Today I wasn't feeling very well, I was up all night with a belly ache, so I headed to Panera for a late lunch of some brothy soup and then this license plate appeared in my view and took my breath away. I knew immediately it was my Mary sending me a sign 🙏❤️👼👭✨ #lovefromabove</p><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-60013282723237777832020-09-06T11:40:00.004-04:002021-05-28T08:39:49.428-04:00Magical Moment<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRN7P7shn1KCnU3YHz3Rbch8_j7-ZhUwSRMTQ4PCNdYOFkK5V_DVYVTJUkI1BZJHOd383fZ6U23T5JcIj168awOXpBmXOziABHkcn8BVmhFqEuKJyCsUqpJ9FRiAAO_cATSw1SJPGXvI/s587/186564233_6367539043321542_3689975284791072039_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="587" data-original-width="526" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRN7P7shn1KCnU3YHz3Rbch8_j7-ZhUwSRMTQ4PCNdYOFkK5V_DVYVTJUkI1BZJHOd383fZ6U23T5JcIj168awOXpBmXOziABHkcn8BVmhFqEuKJyCsUqpJ9FRiAAO_cATSw1SJPGXvI/s320/186564233_6367539043321542_3689975284791072039_n.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p>I'm doing a 21 day writing journey put on by Mike Dooley (TUT). Each day there is a theme word. On this day it was "Magic".</p><p>I have so many magical moments in my life it's surreal. Just moments ago I was writing a story for my day four (4) theme "Intuition", and a magical moment happened. </p><p>I wrote about a time I was called or nudged to go to the roof of my building i manage in NYC. No reason or feeling of reason was given in this nudge and I didn't take the time to question it, I just went. I was greeted by a beautiful red cardinal in a tree on the roof there in NYC, followed by a little blacked eyed junco sitting right beside it. I was in complete awe and knew it was a sign from above. My sister had just passed in the months before and she was showering me with signs everyday (birds, orbs, songs, 11:11, objects moving, feathers, electric signs, synchronicities, people). I was surprised to see this beautiful bird so high up in the sky and in nyc where no parks were nearby. </p><p>As I was writing this experience at my dining room table, I had the back door open for some fresh air, all of a sudden a cardinal appeared just outside the door staring in and chirping at me.</p><p>That is the kind of Magic that happens to me almost daily. </p><p>Love from above letting me know that I am not alone!!!</p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-51776903582867991122020-07-31T09:38:00.002-04:002021-05-28T09:56:11.334-04:00Happy Birthday Mary<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUpzkwGjP1nzhJC4Red_nGvImNvAszwSb2Qe3bhyphenhyphenLqUpPepzeh6l6qFC0DJJZI1uS3N9Lqz1XUnG_a30337FxgpP_Hf8bhQIaV0qKOmw7rxtzfXr4ngj7YXW2q8RzROfbKAo8gGfKrpM/s621/IMG_20200731_041441_403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="621" data-original-width="621" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUpzkwGjP1nzhJC4Red_nGvImNvAszwSb2Qe3bhyphenhyphenLqUpPepzeh6l6qFC0DJJZI1uS3N9Lqz1XUnG_a30337FxgpP_Hf8bhQIaV0qKOmw7rxtzfXr4ngj7YXW2q8RzROfbKAo8gGfKrpM/s320/IMG_20200731_041441_403.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDaaz143LIZS_udMIkd5gchmJ3cS38nv0vbLidXsKG8qWACFPg7QzXRmx0fGK8AoLb_qcnDJxcnoCN4dW9RoI2FW1MrPGFZYKmE1sh4myMssbP87ooTsbi0Bxhi5E_3Gw68UvCI4qHqeg/s986/IMG_20200731_041441_399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="986" data-original-width="986" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDaaz143LIZS_udMIkd5gchmJ3cS38nv0vbLidXsKG8qWACFPg7QzXRmx0fGK8AoLb_qcnDJxcnoCN4dW9RoI2FW1MrPGFZYKmE1sh4myMssbP87ooTsbi0Bxhi5E_3Gw68UvCI4qHqeg/w200-h200/IMG_20200731_041441_399.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkVAUT1yXwoZ8YsjUJ-c6Fx6w3iEp_zXcoGS8nJXIgcOXe1gROE4VTuDXiAjayfjHnTot4VSH1RDh3YOdM-SH8CnDreswVIFsS2nKHT21ICNd8nr1QR5eW-uN0yIlfNQH7X9AtZ1UXkXY/s320/IMG_20200731_041441_396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkVAUT1yXwoZ8YsjUJ-c6Fx6w3iEp_zXcoGS8nJXIgcOXe1gROE4VTuDXiAjayfjHnTot4VSH1RDh3YOdM-SH8CnDreswVIFsS2nKHT21ICNd8nr1QR5eW-uN0yIlfNQH7X9AtZ1UXkXY/w200-h200/IMG_20200731_041441_396.jpg" width="200" /></a> Happy Birthday Mary! 👼💛✨ your love for life and helping others and contagious enthusiasm still lives on sis! We will always celebrate you - thank you for amazing memories and continued magic you bring to my life. </div><br /><br /><br /> <p></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-7543139116269742912020-06-20T10:32:00.004-04:002021-05-15T10:35:29.751-04:00Love from Above<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN2n779EdIwohJ-uD5dSM-ybcV5AXyPYUtsca67eT-FGMZhkiLtU63ddvBcrLAaZv__41YFseiuWPbx1HoJhPnnmyMPu2pLM9Vg-xs-4NWFvYjkvIVYZ7XcsvPwHXkqDEInPvC9MiyYpc/s2048/cardinal+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1662" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN2n779EdIwohJ-uD5dSM-ybcV5AXyPYUtsca67eT-FGMZhkiLtU63ddvBcrLAaZv__41YFseiuWPbx1HoJhPnnmyMPu2pLM9Vg-xs-4NWFvYjkvIVYZ7XcsvPwHXkqDEInPvC9MiyYpc/w261-h320/cardinal+blog.jpg" width="261" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigyTuFUI_x90r0py4krBu7H_B6yZT18Oz2DzPjrU_LjmFblsIg1OKe0b2MNs0peIUJQP8xOa4dwQkbWenm61Q1chjj_s0V8X0PC4chYsT1CbG76Mafp_JMJhxdL9esxmIKZvDJnq6kVu4/s2048/in+flight+blog.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1417" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigyTuFUI_x90r0py4krBu7H_B6yZT18Oz2DzPjrU_LjmFblsIg1OKe0b2MNs0peIUJQP8xOa4dwQkbWenm61Q1chjj_s0V8X0PC4chYsT1CbG76Mafp_JMJhxdL9esxmIKZvDJnq6kVu4/s320/in+flight+blog.jpeg" /></a></div><p>I was just sitting at the dining room table telling (okay maybe whining) to Brittany how much pain I'm still in with my shoulder surgery recovery and how I can't take anything for the inflammation because of how sensitive my stomach is ,(no ibuprofen, no steroids, no pain meds....) And then I look out and see a beautiful red cardinal on the outside umbrella staring directly in at me. 😲 I grabbed my phone to snap shot of him but only caught him in flight (see the arrow), until I went outside and saw him hopping around the grass almost as if he was waiting for me. I felt almost an instant relief and an ease in the pain I was just talking/crying about. Sweet Saturday....#LovefromAbove ❤️</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_CoAWS6KejUVRp0Q-ITKyLMSlkXZXv2Os0bYIl-0s1OR-qezZ0B1OYqOoyVlD88pjIvtYXf4Sp30B0NFe8NG6B5G3JIr_ze81n-V_aaDro50G6Tne9JBTAwQhK3NpwcySEMGoJWDVXTI/s720/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_CoAWS6KejUVRp0Q-ITKyLMSlkXZXv2Os0bYIl-0s1OR-qezZ0B1OYqOoyVlD88pjIvtYXf4Sp30B0NFe8NG6B5G3JIr_ze81n-V_aaDro50G6Tne9JBTAwQhK3NpwcySEMGoJWDVXTI/w200-h200/blog.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><p><br /></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-48820343463896224582020-05-23T12:30:00.004-04:002021-05-02T12:31:36.585-04:00Feathers in my Path<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38PP87ZTemaF86Rw8saMGenkGUODA3DUozN9ObNeS-arRHr0mevXHr7tLWUlwyFkb74yfmq1c8OIomjF5Pij-bX_XxRXOPRqTa4qDZTSmFZB_nLo1ERb64NzNGqug5nEHk2OvLKvL1ZU/s1230/FB_IMG_1558650689495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1230" data-original-width="940" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38PP87ZTemaF86Rw8saMGenkGUODA3DUozN9ObNeS-arRHr0mevXHr7tLWUlwyFkb74yfmq1c8OIomjF5Pij-bX_XxRXOPRqTa4qDZTSmFZB_nLo1ERb64NzNGqug5nEHk2OvLKvL1ZU/s320/FB_IMG_1558650689495.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>I was feeling a little down on my train ride home today. Some Mary memories were popping up in my thoughts and I felt the break in my heart that's there.💔 (Im okay, this happens sometimes when you lose a part of you) - I know she's still here..... Especially when a random feather just appears! </p><p>Like this one that showed up just now in the garage on the way to my car. </p><p>#LovingMaryForever #featherinmypath #lovefromabove #signsarereal</p><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-43139564135043754762020-05-23T10:35:00.096-04:002021-05-15T10:52:29.531-04:00Taft Raider HS - Memorial Page<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJKtnqwbN_0xL-6667ArkkvILti3SdyxTEapBi_446ALkgAk3NjW03hyphenhyphenx4tTkjFunE7WtUuTpU3PgRWPk_SDGgYPKZlvcmFK83XPHSjlDenbCsWa7ZMzjvwfrcacicvuPCX8w_dE3kJE/s905/FB_IMG_1590271229858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="474" data-original-width="905" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJKtnqwbN_0xL-6667ArkkvILti3SdyxTEapBi_446ALkgAk3NjW03hyphenhyphenx4tTkjFunE7WtUuTpU3PgRWPk_SDGgYPKZlvcmFK83XPHSjlDenbCsWa7ZMzjvwfrcacicvuPCX8w_dE3kJE/s320/FB_IMG_1590271229858.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZbNBUbj9pk1C8ubj6cLpr0wsc2l22BfpBvmQ8e1NvttSn1NDbhvVNNqww_8TeqGKHzz1DxheJQBXYw7_AAyOG6oTEaY50zKFrMknzb0kY2twcdrpj9oAq_QpuYAmbJKRGFES0RjSRjg/s1600/FB_IMG_1590271223288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1291" data-original-width="1600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZbNBUbj9pk1C8ubj6cLpr0wsc2l22BfpBvmQ8e1NvttSn1NDbhvVNNqww_8TeqGKHzz1DxheJQBXYw7_AAyOG6oTEaY50zKFrMknzb0kY2twcdrpj9oAq_QpuYAmbJKRGFES0RjSRjg/s320/FB_IMG_1590271223288.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><b>Mary Emma Combs - Taft Class of 1990 - Passed away 3.22.08 at the young age of 35.</b><p></p><p>Mary gave her heart and soul to everything she did and everyone she met. She was my little sister and I was her #1 fan (still am). She lived and loved with no judgement and was a true cheerleader in her life as well as her schools. She accomplished a lot in her little time in life. Always giving it her all. She danced and cheered her way through high school and in college too where she graduated on the Deans list from Howard Payne University. She competed in triathlons and even co-ed roller-blading races - yes, she won most of them. She was humble too - a beautiful quality that shone through in her compassion she had for everyone else. She left us with precious gems - Kelsey and Brett - who are shining legacies. She left us too soon, but she is all around us and cheers for us all. She shows us her signs and when i catch them, i share them on a blog i had made just for her: </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.lovingmaryforever.com/2010/12/m-r-y-goooooo-mary.html">Link to Loving Mary Forever</a> (<span style="color: #2b00fe;">Dancing and Cheering blogpost)</span></p><p>Those who knew her, know exactly what i'm talking about here. Mary was pure love and joy. She has touched many peoples hearts with who she was and will live on through us forever. I will cherish her forever - she is connected to my very soul. I am a better person today because of her. She has allowed my faith to longer be blind. I can see Clearly now. The synchronicities she has brought illuminates my life.</p><p><span style="color: red;"><b>LOVING MARY FOREVER!!!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #073763;">Mary at Howard Payne University:</span></b></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXK3MbN4Ka5maSXSDdqiXkCmPjO94fReJ-5AqMUggF77fKQlvBQfZ2SIFjfu2WeoKNmmQPL49QNm1Q8tvVRFJWaH-yPsVkX9rLOwQHoqGaAOI1Mr9q60y7IfVoZZhj2uilc0cJHuKEjH0/s1321/FB_IMG_1590271211702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1321" data-original-width="1022" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXK3MbN4Ka5maSXSDdqiXkCmPjO94fReJ-5AqMUggF77fKQlvBQfZ2SIFjfu2WeoKNmmQPL49QNm1Q8tvVRFJWaH-yPsVkX9rLOwQHoqGaAOI1Mr9q60y7IfVoZZhj2uilc0cJHuKEjH0/w248-h320/FB_IMG_1590271211702.jpg" width="248" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEPO_61r20EmIyULVLZJqCKeYgV0wpuukPzTwQuT-b3P6u7sHZEG_MLbTzF87UEPdngv_G2kjWo7RZ2cHDcgkGEfjtb6bN1EBJn1hI9OC3uOBM0GgIP7UHF7DYSCX_UgJZf65hw0O3XsI/s906/FB_IMG_1590271215508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="906" data-original-width="700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEPO_61r20EmIyULVLZJqCKeYgV0wpuukPzTwQuT-b3P6u7sHZEG_MLbTzF87UEPdngv_G2kjWo7RZ2cHDcgkGEfjtb6bN1EBJn1hI9OC3uOBM0GgIP7UHF7DYSCX_UgJZf65hw0O3XsI/w246-h320/FB_IMG_1590271215508.jpg" width="246" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHu9Gj7_Z2lD0RCgLKG8HXNWtn-8yLYUCA7RIBAKD30RURSJyC0GiEiZdWzsaJPKrLhYL5jsfgLhGg750PVKMLM6KurGgUn9dfi0iWle8VgJplueWSiAgortQ7kknSNiONofJcVkbAzN8/s320/FB_IMG_1590271219576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="320" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHu9Gj7_Z2lD0RCgLKG8HXNWtn-8yLYUCA7RIBAKD30RURSJyC0GiEiZdWzsaJPKrLhYL5jsfgLhGg750PVKMLM6KurGgUn9dfi0iWle8VgJplueWSiAgortQ7kknSNiONofJcVkbAzN8/w320-h195/FB_IMG_1590271219576.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><b>Mary at her teacher/coach job in Nederland, TX:</b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKf2cFMOd8ZDfeSP1hz8d5fzv9veScplrF5ureayosP8LKhv07kl__wTLzRDENB21kwj9kiciY2eD-Bnz_Kc7wcdEtho78caaygEqn3SptvWO72Sanx1xgHMbC6pO_waNrEGq3XBKihA/s604/FB_IMG_1590271207268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="453" data-original-width="604" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKf2cFMOd8ZDfeSP1hz8d5fzv9veScplrF5ureayosP8LKhv07kl__wTLzRDENB21kwj9kiciY2eD-Bnz_Kc7wcdEtho78caaygEqn3SptvWO72Sanx1xgHMbC6pO_waNrEGq3XBKihA/w200-h150/FB_IMG_1590271207268.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #351c75;"><b>Mary and her children Kelsey and Brett sit on my fireplace mantel:</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1b4jPB5_xVJAOaRo2kcgOfl9SvKeHQoNUTmfiwHNjbODeNg5OdQKQhwoXD22FOrDrXeIsgzEJ2INtBRbqIPBg3dGywsR7RHsf0Cj1E8lDTSwyW0QBi2EE6led06c5Ukv67mvGctDdoI/s1439/FB_IMG_1590271199003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="826" data-original-width="1439" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1b4jPB5_xVJAOaRo2kcgOfl9SvKeHQoNUTmfiwHNjbODeNg5OdQKQhwoXD22FOrDrXeIsgzEJ2INtBRbqIPBg3dGywsR7RHsf0Cj1E8lDTSwyW0QBi2EE6led06c5Ukv67mvGctDdoI/s320/FB_IMG_1590271199003.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-66941955974808929012020-04-11T12:15:00.006-04:002021-05-02T12:20:24.483-04:00Mary Dream<p><b> Mary dream this morning. Saturday, April 11th the day before Easter!</b></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBECCsfNb-6mj2CJ4YtmDuHPjmExnfPcT8h8odRuzoFa4b-uiPxiGbRUM0FVezurjrGVqAfW_np-yg8rZCVK6AoaaQAufM-Nf0IGWVJkI-OPGHZn0V1jXtQTcWeGghXcjHL091QjjG1Fc/s266/dreams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="189" data-original-width="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBECCsfNb-6mj2CJ4YtmDuHPjmExnfPcT8h8odRuzoFa4b-uiPxiGbRUM0FVezurjrGVqAfW_np-yg8rZCVK6AoaaQAufM-Nf0IGWVJkI-OPGHZn0V1jXtQTcWeGghXcjHL091QjjG1Fc/s0/dreams.jpg" /></a></div><br />I dreamt that I was on the street I grew up on and I looked over saw a young boy next door and thought, what a cute kid, then I realized it was my nephew Brett when he was like 11 years old. I was so excited to see him and baffled too. I didn't know he was going to be there. Then I looked down the street and saw a moving van and saw Mary. I was so excited and yelled so loud for Mary. She ran to me like she was in a race. It was wonderful. She jumped in my arms almost knocking me over. When she hugged me, I felt a belly, a baby belly. I looked at her in amazement..... And asked her if she was pregnant. She didn't answer me but I knew. I immediately brought her inside to my closet and started pulling out outfits that would look cute in her - babydoll shirts I happened to have. They looked so cute on her, showing a perfect lil baby bump. <p></p><p>Then I started making her something, not sure what it was but Kelsey saw it and liked it saying she wanted one too.... I said of course but her mommy first 💗</p><p>It was such a sweet visit. </p><p>#lovefromabove </p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-29515575941800617922020-02-20T12:28:00.003-05:002021-05-01T12:30:30.443-04:00Cardinals of Love and Signs from Above<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdBh3S4nRJJ9R4IzcNXjw6Tm4b6Jo7zxDiiHJXPGVuw1J0fAl5ohPX7_j3j5gCvl1Kvt8KzBQtJZ83RFYlBfCVmDmEiCipShmxAnq3ToMJFl5rIo8R-9TY3QtijGYHX60LjukP0Twk3TQ/s1642/Caring+Cardinals+Mary.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1642" data-original-width="1642" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdBh3S4nRJJ9R4IzcNXjw6Tm4b6Jo7zxDiiHJXPGVuw1J0fAl5ohPX7_j3j5gCvl1Kvt8KzBQtJZ83RFYlBfCVmDmEiCipShmxAnq3ToMJFl5rIo8R-9TY3QtijGYHX60LjukP0Twk3TQ/s320/Caring+Cardinals+Mary.jpg" /></a></div><br />CARDINALS OF LOVE AND SIGNS FROM ABOVE<p></p><p>In Memory of Mary Emma McCraw</p><p>Melville, New York</p><p>On March 22, 2008, a little red bird flew to my side during the darkest moment of my life – I had just received the news that my sister Mary had lost her life. I was standing outside in the breezeway of my home, lost in grief when a beautiful red cardinal landed on the shrub in front of me. He took my breath away; he was such a vibrant sight. For a moment, my pain disappeared. The very next day I flew to Texas to prepare for my beautiful sister’s wake. As I was driving down the main road to the funeral home I couldn't believe what was flying right next to me. Not one, but two beautiful red cardinals, racing me to the home. The little red bird was just the beginning to the many signs and each synchronicity that showed me that there is more after this life and there is more all around us.</p><p>A few months later, I started a blog titled Loving Mary Forever in honor of my sister Mary because she was an AMAZING light of love. Her light shined wherever she was our entire life. I was three years older and felt blessed to be viewed as her star. I loved that she often called me her Silly Sis. She loved you before she knew you – it was in her DNA. In the early stages of blogging to my Mary, amazing things started happening. Signs were EVERYWHERE. I documented each amazing occurrence one by one and my faith grew as these confirmations revealed my sister was still with me. My grief lessened and hope prevailed. My little red bird kept appearing at crazy places and special times (along with making a home in my backyard), making her appearance to me along with each fun synchronicity! I giggle just thinking about her.</p><p>I am alright today but feel sad at times when missing her physical presence, her amazing Mary smile that lit up every room she entered, and the loving energy she always radiated to everyone in her contact. Sharing my Mary's story has given so many people hope, so I will continue to cherish her memories and share her signs of love to help others heal from their loss too. Also, with a soft nudge from above, Little Red Bird Chirps was born on Facebook. It is a comforting place to visit that confirms what the little red bird is – a sign from above!</p><p>Grateful, loyal and blessed to call Mary my sister.</p><p>Share your story via the link below. After your story has been published, we will send you a custom memorial photo in memory of your loved one in Heaven.</p><p>www.caringcardinals.com/cardinal-experiences</p><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-77459525422398238092020-01-30T10:54:00.000-05:002021-05-15T10:55:17.133-04:00Mary Emma McCraw<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxl1yy7mCOqtEvGKH26GnWPRdzPq_jADSWbuIbVA-8UU5-nPExau-YfRC6U6LVN_3JlvR7zRdpyX8MZGeD14LKsCKSCIT9I74ruswXJDrCCWwyIhuHJQ8pwyE2PQDQKInKaghQylY69ws/s1250/received_635473897200659.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1250" data-original-width="1250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxl1yy7mCOqtEvGKH26GnWPRdzPq_jADSWbuIbVA-8UU5-nPExau-YfRC6U6LVN_3JlvR7zRdpyX8MZGeD14LKsCKSCIT9I74ruswXJDrCCWwyIhuHJQ8pwyE2PQDQKInKaghQylY69ws/s320/received_635473897200659.jpeg" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On March 22, 2008, a little red bird flew to my side during the darkest moment of my life – I had just received the news that my sister Mary had lost her life. I was standing outside in the breezeway of my home, lost in grief when a beautiful red cardinal landed on the shrub in front of me. He took my breath away; he was such a vibrant sight. For a moment, my pain disappeared. The very next day I flew to Texas to prepare for my beautiful sister’s wake. As I was driving down the main road to the funeral home I couldn't believe what was flying right next to me. Not one, but two beautiful red cardinals, racing me to the home. The little red bird was just the beginning to the many signs and synchronicities that showed me that there is more after this life and there is more all around us.</div></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-16510537659771381972020-01-24T11:22:00.002-05:002021-05-15T11:32:35.331-04:00Sweet Cecilia - RED BIRD FLIES<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-pUZ35vpttIv9C4DoiPgu49QeIX3nqiEyXLo1i73SmctzJMy72vN7OXyTp5QmyTFZiRSl28VgHQPVf0tmPxCYb1IJIydhzDT2lcXDmSos1k7fzZGzUtavJ7zX9oxmxo6qM7ZTNj-V-Y/s718/Sweet+Cecilia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="718" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-pUZ35vpttIv9C4DoiPgu49QeIX3nqiEyXLo1i73SmctzJMy72vN7OXyTp5QmyTFZiRSl28VgHQPVf0tmPxCYb1IJIydhzDT2lcXDmSos1k7fzZGzUtavJ7zX9oxmxo6qM7ZTNj-V-Y/s320/Sweet+Cecilia.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: red;">RED BIRD FLIES</span>- Story Behind the song <p></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bbtvqJGBHk"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">YouTube Song</span></a></p><p>"When cardinals appear, angels are near". This saying weighed heavy on my heart last summer. Literally everywhere I went cardinals were around. I was riding the 4 wheeler with my two boys and the song just came to me. My angels were with me too.. 1st Verse is about our dear friend Stacie Campbell. 2nd verse is about our sweet little cousin Isley Thibodeaux who was killed by a drunk driver after the Carrie Underwood concert. 3rd Verse- about my Dad. 4th verse- Jillian Johnson and Mayci Breaux...the beautiful young women who were killed during the Grand Theater shootings. This song is deep but I hope it will bring comfort to those who have lost loved ones. Thanks Uncle Rex Berard for the picture.</p><p>Visit our website: <span style="color: #2b00fe;"> <a href="http://www.sweetceciliagirls.com/store">SweetCeciliaGirls</a></span></p><p>Laura Huval "Sweet Cecilia" from Cecilia, LA</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsupkUP00d8N-pjuqCrDJ3YdJ7z6BACFJ1BfW6ZCtQ62jBF6QKkCWjcRlZtLVb_JKjMJi4pPitNSQyY_DDSgYhMFzouxqz7vqMQqqQ50GXS6Q6amzMOLkIDOUXnUElHgMKNdGYG-ABXJI/s960/FB_IMG_1579926352674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="717" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsupkUP00d8N-pjuqCrDJ3YdJ7z6BACFJ1BfW6ZCtQ62jBF6QKkCWjcRlZtLVb_JKjMJi4pPitNSQyY_DDSgYhMFzouxqz7vqMQqqQ50GXS6Q6amzMOLkIDOUXnUElHgMKNdGYG-ABXJI/w203-h272/FB_IMG_1579926352674.jpg" width="203" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xE7rLxw8Xyq-qyzIVl2SccKq5JWPMPAiW_a5GCB9KhLv_Rl9H5Du3RoZyOAdMvXGUVbj0D7MM0L90haCDVN8QbODajT4bnJ37sZbtUOFMBrjfVrI91r3oQ8_uPuUCGbC6vGZP8lWP0I/s2577/Screenshot_20200124-233139.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2577" data-original-width="1221" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xE7rLxw8Xyq-qyzIVl2SccKq5JWPMPAiW_a5GCB9KhLv_Rl9H5Du3RoZyOAdMvXGUVbj0D7MM0L90haCDVN8QbODajT4bnJ37sZbtUOFMBrjfVrI91r3oQ8_uPuUCGbC6vGZP8lWP0I/s320/Screenshot_20200124-233139.png" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhul6JSkiUqnS-3KBMckFo9ptIQVaLgBMg7aDv2tufB8MD9D45JVOFNAI6-FzlaLT_KThNMOwgUcOzbYgACXEjJop4ltq_9YiTrp9WraeOuftWMitw4UvklgSvGUXmu-GfJCn9aW25EWuk/s2577/Screenshot_20200124-233154.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2577" data-original-width="1221" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhul6JSkiUqnS-3KBMckFo9ptIQVaLgBMg7aDv2tufB8MD9D45JVOFNAI6-FzlaLT_KThNMOwgUcOzbYgACXEjJop4ltq_9YiTrp9WraeOuftWMitw4UvklgSvGUXmu-GfJCn9aW25EWuk/s320/Screenshot_20200124-233154.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-50239091015884637402020-01-20T11:35:00.000-05:002021-05-15T11:40:34.876-04:00Feathers in My Path<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS0JbEg2pmhfv80spcWfHCj8y3Kswf8Yp3lDj7bBHpWtQzkhHp1E5pf4WtcQFNtZ7imjMa41ewQ7YCs-eNi5HNMT1xun-v373eOe8jy3THtxBODF2G2ZahHCFwR-X-WR1BfSGVdP7pGWM/s2015/FB_IMG_1579650584464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2015" data-original-width="1144" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS0JbEg2pmhfv80spcWfHCj8y3Kswf8Yp3lDj7bBHpWtQzkhHp1E5pf4WtcQFNtZ7imjMa41ewQ7YCs-eNi5HNMT1xun-v373eOe8jy3THtxBODF2G2ZahHCFwR-X-WR1BfSGVdP7pGWM/s320/FB_IMG_1579650584464.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Collage of Feathers in my path </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">#LoveFromAbove</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Signs at just the right times!</div><br /> <p></p>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-89605063301220498032020-01-02T12:21:00.006-05:002021-05-02T12:24:08.889-04:00Mary visits<p>Fun feather in my path early this morning.. I hadn't had one in a while. I was thinking this earlier this week and then this happens. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuFtjPqKGCgs8A2MVXaYuOmAMsA_fDJ1SB9akO5nPyWe1HGUsfGHU4xkLYojzcAkk4WlIPLLh5uz7yaPtO6zpSISDyQwmrV58VbvY8cMiFtb9hZ3zRGkIXM5YlHDQzfQOQ4naL0QYIOM/s2048/IMG_20200102_064924.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuFtjPqKGCgs8A2MVXaYuOmAMsA_fDJ1SB9akO5nPyWe1HGUsfGHU4xkLYojzcAkk4WlIPLLh5uz7yaPtO6zpSISDyQwmrV58VbvY8cMiFtb9hZ3zRGkIXM5YlHDQzfQOQ4naL0QYIOM/s320/IMG_20200102_064924.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>Then I run into a train friend I hadn't seen in a long time, she took the subway with me and even paid my fare so I didn't have to wait in line. Then, I ran into her Again at the end of the day and rode the LIRR with her. Such good company. Made for a nice way to end my day. She has to order dinner for her family so I sat and listened as she called her restaurant of choice... "Mary's"! Lol yes, Mary's in Farmingdale, NY. Most of the times I wouldn't think much if it, but for me, it was another sign from my Mary. She's all around me and loving that I'm catching her signs. I know she is.</p><p>Well, one more .... I get home and found this special gift in the mail box. A Luca and Dani cardinal bracelet from my friends in Florida!!!! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTkPd1uXMS__XsBcgOAKRpdDJq1YbhD9KLeQ0xR_9KnZJTHEBX0_u3FWCfrnAlQH4bv0fS_CYCVm8mEantYsRsLBIZnd_Rp1erHqd6_JzAYS-fe6td79NW_n1iZhYiwaqyKMgEWAv7Wlg/s2048/IMG_20200102_211713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1752" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTkPd1uXMS__XsBcgOAKRpdDJq1YbhD9KLeQ0xR_9KnZJTHEBX0_u3FWCfrnAlQH4bv0fS_CYCVm8mEantYsRsLBIZnd_Rp1erHqd6_JzAYS-fe6td79NW_n1iZhYiwaqyKMgEWAv7Wlg/s320/IMG_20200102_211713.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-71281959693317633472019-12-30T12:07:00.014-05:002021-05-02T12:11:36.061-04:00I Hear You<p> #SIGNS:</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLkpSd2DJC1ViHLpqRQcykbCk69fdkRgVwN3S77Luo7fTeZpLFeU4jqaHVgDkp2Db1qMGNj0TJjhvY0bG8vd591AMTxa4K1S4l_n6SSGMlR8abUi8I7k9bC73f298VeM758e_pkZ2Dn0/s1080/cardinal+hat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="818" data-original-width="1080" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLkpSd2DJC1ViHLpqRQcykbCk69fdkRgVwN3S77Luo7fTeZpLFeU4jqaHVgDkp2Db1qMGNj0TJjhvY0bG8vd591AMTxa4K1S4l_n6SSGMlR8abUi8I7k9bC73f298VeM758e_pkZ2Dn0/s320/cardinal+hat.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Crazy thing, I was in Penn station just now and ended up buying a special hat with a cardinal on it for my brother David. The lady who sold it to me asked what the Cardinal meant to me. HA - little did she know what she asked 🤣. I kept it brief, but it was def all about my Mary. Then I decided to treat myself to a red mango frozen yogurt to celebrate my Monday being my Friday 🤸. I felt like I'd found a gem in that hat store and felt happy. Moments later I saw I got a text from Mary's husband with pictures of my nephew Brett with his girlfriend Brenda on Christmas day. My heart filled with love. Then.... I hear my name, "Jeni"... "Jeni"... "Jeni"! It sounded exactly like Mary's very distinctive high pitched voice. I was looking everywhere, it sounded far away but close at the same time. By the 3rd "Jeni" I saw where I thought it was coming from....... but it stopped. It was crazy -I got goose bumps all over - I felt her presence I swear I did. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkApzp0ufu8WNGvpbrnLAOx6OgJ7M4jwwbXEZshyYEa3I_jKytwylXw_epGKAAJ2FcZc2rYTrSsNSPWZpckCxQ_fw2laRa6gUGtUeO_r2DQvyHOyjLx_WMhDWMRyHETIBjhCq5BAIELY8/s1024/Brett+Brenda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkApzp0ufu8WNGvpbrnLAOx6OgJ7M4jwwbXEZshyYEa3I_jKytwylXw_epGKAAJ2FcZc2rYTrSsNSPWZpckCxQ_fw2laRa6gUGtUeO_r2DQvyHOyjLx_WMhDWMRyHETIBjhCq5BAIELY8/w240-h320/Brett+Brenda.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Jenihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01522255680842120938noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-773637195447569689.post-51886174832600750032019-12-07T11:50:00.000-05:002019-12-28T11:53:16.858-05:00Angels in the Least Expected Places<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I saw the sweetest thing last week in a restaurant I was in. The
cutest older couple I've ever seen in line holding hands they must have
been in their 90's, I saw the husband was wearing a WWII hat and instantly had
a love and respect for this couple. As I was I was leaving I saw the
pretty little lady with her head bowed down praying and then did the end of
prayer "father, son, holy ghost" gesture and opened her eyes with a
smile. You don't see that these days. This couple warmed my
heart. I actually thought about them a few times throughout the
week and when I did, it brought a smile to my face and a feeling of comfort
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Anyways....today I went to the same restaurant and couldn't believe it when
I saw this same couple two people in front of me again, just like last
week. They sat at their same table. This time I walked up to the
lady and told her how I saw them last week and was so touched to see her pray
before her meal. She told me that sometimes that's all we have - our
faith and hope. I told her I agreed and that I hope to see them
again. I went back to my spot to wait for my meal to go and in about 5
minutes I felt her hand on my arm and she said to come quickly, she had a table
for me in this busy restaurant. She was so sweet. The restaurant
worker was calling my name for my order just then so I told her I'd be right
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I had to tell her my order was to go and my husband was waiting in the car for
me but thanked her for thinking of me. She asked my name and after
I told her, I asked hers...... Tears formed and my heart skipped a beat when
she told me her name was Mary! <span style="font-family: "Segoe UI Emoji", sans-serif;">👼❣</span>️</div>
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I told her that was a very special name to me and that my sister Mary was in
heaven. The kind little lady touched my arm again and said that my sister
wants me to know that she is with me.</div>
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I truly am blessed!<o:p></o:p><br />
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It is so special when I receive kind memories of Mary. They are little blessings. I received a little blessing today in the form of an email and want to share it here on my Mary blog, where it belongs, in my treasure chest of my Mary's "Memories to Cherish". Thank you John A for taking the time to let us all know what a gift Mary's presence was to you. She made a difference to so many and she didn't even know it. Well, I believe she knows it now.<br />
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This is an email from someone who Mary had taught years ago when she was a teacher:<br />
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<b>FORMER STUDENT OF MARY'S</b><br />
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To repeat the title of my email, I'm a student of Mary's who
hasn't had the chance to speak with her since my freshman year of high school
back in 2001/2002.<br />
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I wanted to reach out to her to let her know that I took her
lessons to heart, and that I never settled down with the wrong type of woman
because of the way she taught us. She always preached that you should find a
partner who you could realistically spend the rest of your life with, and she
was the only adult in my youth who spoke honestly with us about the difficulties
of marrying the right or wrong person.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was unaware of her passing until I tried to find her
decades later, and because I see now that I can't thank her in person for being
a hugely positive influence on myself, I want to reach out to you and tell you
how your sister impacted a generation of young men and taught us how to respect
women while still being men.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She was an incredible woman, a huge influence on me during
my younger years, and I don't know how to begin expressing my sympathy for the
post of your sister. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">I read through the entirety of your blog, and I feel like I
learned so much about a woman who I consider to be a true mentor during my
early manhood. Thank you so much.</div>
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I've had a few surgeries in the last couple years, and it never fails, my sweet sister Mary always, ALWAYS appears. </div>
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soon as we got to the Hospital, a kind receptionist we met helped us with a
parking situation. There was no handicap parking for my husband to park the van. He insisted he drop me off while he went to find a space further away where no'one could park next to him, allowing the wheelchair ramp to open. He called me a few minutes later and said there was no parking anywhere :(. oh boy! Well, the kind receptionist who heard my call told me to have him come park by the entrance and she would watch his van while he waited with me before I went into surgery. She was so sweet. She even came out from behind the desk to help with the situation. It was a kind offer. Something inside me nudged me to ask her name and my jaw dropped when she said
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Greeted and helped by a Mary and one of my pre op nurses was Mary Ann
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OH and a little bonus: after surgery, they offer to give me some snacks and when they brought me these delicious little bag of gluten free ginger snap cookies by a brand named Lucy, I knew it was my dear friend Nadia's sister Lucy who I adored and loved instantly. She had passed away a year ago on December 1st. I felt very connected to her and was so sad when she suddenly died. I had hoped her and my Mary would find each other. Looks like they did. </div>
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#LovefromAbove #Angelsamongus<o:p></o:p></div>
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