I can completely understand this! My hubby was a jokester too! I believe they constantly reach out--whatever way they can or we need---to let us know they are watching and protecting us. Thank you for the story. Hugs.
Barb

Ha ha! As I posted this, I saw the pic from my son's wedding this summer and saw him doing it again--lol
Barb

Oh my! Every blinking light bulb, every feather I find on the ground - I KNOW some of those are Dan. Sometimes I'll smell this one certain smell out of nowhere.
I contacted a psychic. For those who are offended by that, quit reading right now because it was an amazing experience. Dan talked about a new cologne I'd purchased, a speech I had to give that night, a plant of his that he cherished and I am on the verge of killing. He knew what I was wearing, what kind of pillow I was sitting on and what his urn looked like. I kept looking around for the hidden camera. It was amazing. He said he's with me all the time, trying to comfort me. He said Dont' be sad". Most important, he is happy where he is ( tho I immediately thought how can u be happy there without me???!!) There was so much more. I know some believe that contacting a psychic is just a coping mechanism. I have felt that too sometimes. But THIS experience was so specific. I know he's with me.

I have to say that as I read this I had this vivid picture of you running across that parking lot balancing all those things and I couldn't help but smile---he is definitely getting your attention! I love it. Those moments are so special--when you have this overwhelming feeling that they are right there--in all their craziness and affection--those are moments to live for. Hugs

That is funny. If it was me, the coffee would have been spilled everywhere and that fresh cupcake would be icing face down the parking lot.

But the thing that caught my attention was MIssinDG. Not the fact that you contacted a psychis, or that so many things were mentioned....but you are "on the verge of killing" his cherished plant. I'm sorry, it made me giggle. I have killed cactus and that is hard to do. The rubber tree plant from my husbands memorial is down to only four or five leaves (?). Sad but true.

I love this post....it's a happy one.

This is one of the best stories, yet. When you started talking about the horn blowing for no reason, I knew immediately that it was your hubby trying to get your attention. My Darrell sent me a Christmas cactus bloom for Easter. I had been bitching that the plant was over 13 years old and had never bloomed. Darrell died on Valentine's Day. Just before Easter, this plant sent out its first bloom - a perfect purple-pink flower. There is no doubt in my mind that it was Darrell's way of saying, "There! Now stop your bitching!" (although, he would say it in a joking way).

Thanks for the story. Yup! They may be physically gone, but they definitely have not left.

Hugs,
Terry

The first Easter after Jim died I took my granddaughter to the store to get batteries in my old van. When we got back into my daughter's driveway and when I was turning the van off the horn started blowing....I could not get it to stop. My son-in-law finally pulled one of those thingy's out I don't know what they are called. I know it was Jim because his last holiday on Earth was Easter and so it makes sense he would blow the horn on the following one!!!! I took great comfort in that....