This is Visit #3 from the WW Board, so I guess that makes it official.  ;)

Yesterday marked four months since my beloved husband of 31 years, Steve, went to Heaven.  The night he died, and the next day afterward, some very strange things happened between with my house phone and cell phone, as well as our son's cell phone.  Everyone said "That must be Dad."

Not long afterward I was alone in the house one afternoon, talking to Steve.  I told him that I knew he could not appear to me in Earthly form like when he was alive, but if he could send me a sign, just so that I would know he was OK and no longer suffering (he died a nasty death of cancer).  It was in the middle of a summer afternoon thunderstorm but when I said that, just for the briefest moment the sun broke brightly through the clouds.  I thought, "That must be him."

Yesterday I was talking to him again and I told him I understood that there might be a very good reason I have yet to see him in my dreams and that I would be open to any messages he was trying to send me.  Today while walking past the garage where he always painted his cars, I caught the briefest scent of automotive paint.  It was there and then it was gone.  I even turned around and walked back to try to smell it again and it was gone.  There was no one around painting a car, there was no Earthly reason I should have smelled automotive paint.

Do I think that was him?  No, I don't think it was.

I know it was.

And knowing this gives me such a sense of peace (one that it very badly needed) but it also makes me realize that although Steve is always here with me in spirit, and in my heart, the reality is that we now live in very different worlds.  He is probably busy......I imagine they have things to do while up there with God.  And while he may be watching over me from time to time, it's highly likely he other things to do as well.  Maybe he isn't up there laughing at me every time I can't find my glasses or forget what I went into a room for.  =P

Sylvia