Your True Tales
August 2003 – Page 6

Signs in Coins
by Rose M.

Yesterday I took my grandson for a walk in his stroller. I was heading toward a little store a few blocks away. Around the corner and up a block, a woman was having a "garage sale" in her driveway. I spotted a real nice white enamel bird cage (looked brand new) that I thought would be perfect for my pet cockatiel. I actually walked past the house, then turned around and came back. I did buy the birdcage ($10 - what a steal!)

I was chatting with the woman, as she was saying how sweet and cute my grandson (Christopher) was. Of course I didn't miss the opportunity to tell her how I see my Billy's smile in Chris's smile. (Billy is my husband of 35 years who departed this life two years ago.) She then told me that her mom had passed this past June. Well, the conversation continued and I told her about my "finding" the coins. (Since my husband's passing, not a day will go by without my finding a coin. Of particular note is the fact that I have found close to 60 quarters, and he used to save quarters.) Another woman who was there (but not really talking with us) heard what I said and said, "What did you say you find?" When I repeated "coins," she gasped. It turns out she had been finding pennies since her dad passed, and although there were a lot, she chalked it up to coincidence, although in the back of her head she thought they might be a "sign" from her dad. Shortly after her mom passed, she jokingly said out loud in front of family members, "Mom, don't you be sending me any pennies like dad, I want you to send me dimes." Do I have to tell you that she has not stopped finding dimes ever since!

I found it quite beyond coincidence that in my email in-box this morning was a newsletter that I subscribe to that had an article titled "Dimes in the Desert," an article about how finding dimes connected another family to their departed loved one!

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