Our loved ones are always sending us messages - we have to listen

I haven't written here in some time but a couple of things happened recently that are noteworthy.

This past week I had 2 encounters that I think were sent by John.

Last weekend, there were guys staying at the VRBO next door. I was outside with Bella, in my bathrobe and trying to be inconspicuous. The guys [there were 3 of them] were on their deck watching the beautiful sunrise. Suddenly, one of them looked over and waved to me and yelled "Good morning, Babe!". A little inappropriate but funny. I waved back. Then I realized it was something John would have said to me. 

Then a few days later, I drove to the store in Scottsdale where I buy Bella's food. As I was getting out of the car a stranger, a guy, passed my car and said something to me I didn’t quite hear. I normally don’t interact with strangers, but I looked at him and he looked nice, with a big smile. Young. Good looking. Seemed harmless. So, I asked him what he had said. He told me I looked like “a strong, take-charge woman”. I thanked him. And then he just walked away. It was a strange thing for him to say but something I needed to hear. I had just come from the bank where I had arranged to move some money around to safeguard some investments. I was worried if I was doing the right thing.

Coincidentally, the CD I had purchased matures on John's birthday. 

I think I'm seeing a pattern here. Not all signs are huge. They're not all white feathers and heart-shaped stones. Sometimes, our loved ones inspire a person to say something to us that is just the thing we need to hear at just the right moment. 

So, I smiled a lot recently. I felt John with me. 

And I'm very very grateful.

Namaste.