December 17, 2007

It was around Christmas 2007. My first Christmas without my mom. My mother had died that summer and I wasn't finished processing my loss. My mother I gave Heaven because she was tired of her life and wanted to go to my father, but I was so sad.
In my head, I asked mom and dad if they wanted to 'hear' something over Christmas. I'm sensitive to that, so hoped for a nice 'sign'.
But it never comes the way you come up with it. Now I didn't think of anything, so was open to 'something' from the other side.

Christmas cards dripped through my mailbox. So also on December 17th. I was on the phone with a girlfriend and in the meantime unpacked the mail.
I interrupted our conversation, because I had received a very special Christmas card and it made me quiet quite a bit and that is special in itself. 😉
I had a pink card with sticky stars in my hands and on the inside of the card was just: 'Dad, Ma'
That's it.
The tears were pouring down my face and it was so obvious to me that they wanted to say they were with me.

It was bizarre, of course. Something must have gone wrong somewhere. The envelope really said my address, so nothing went wrong there.
Attributed to chance, I put the card with my 'mom and dad candles' that are on the mantel piece.

An hour later, a friend comes by spontaneously and of course I tell her my story.
She takes the envelope and pretty much screams it and says it's her handwriting on the envelope, but obviously not her card and we were both in tears.

Mystery in my head logically solved, because apparently at the mail on the way there is an empty envelope filled with a card that missed its envelope.

I think it's a nice coincidence and I still cherish it, because that card really had my destination ❣️

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