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A friend of mine who'd lost her husband unexpectedly several years ago told me to be on the lookout for 'pennies from heaven' after Woody died. Some believe they're left for us to find to remind us of our lost ones. Many times the year on the penny will have some significance to them as well. Well in my case it's been dimes. I like to think its because my husband was an Aquarian and if you know anything about Aquarians they march to the beat of a different drummer and take delight in being different.

To prove my point, last April I was fortunate to travel to Australia to visit some dear old friends. I told my friend about the dimes and the very next day I woke up early and decided to go for a walk. As I went to put on my tennis shoes, there in the heel of one of the shoes was a dime! Mind you this shoe had travelled several thousand miles upside down in my suitcase and was the first time I'd worn them since I got to Australia. The next day, as we were touring the lovely city of Brisbane I went to pick out a table at one of the many pubs we visited and was drawn to a table. As we approached, lo and behold, I find a dime on the table! In a country that has different currency and where it isn't customary to tip in the first place! Needless to say I was delighted and my friend was amazed.

So fast forward to last weekend. I guess i was feeling a little bitter and when I found yet another dime on my bedroom floor I said SO WHAT?? It's just a dime and it doesn't mean anything. Maybe finding a stupid dime is nothing more than finding a stupid dime!!! On Monday I shared my story with 2 of my confidants and was still convinced it didn't mean anything. On Tuesday morning as I was getting ready for work I dropped the lid to my hair spray and bent over to pick it up. While down there something on the carpet (that I'd vacuumed 2 days before) caught my attention ... Wrong it wasn't a dime! It was a tiny silver bass guitar earring. My husband was a bass player. I don't ever remember even owning a pair of bass guitar earrings and here I am staring at this tarnished little piece of silver in the palm of my hand as my eyes started swimming with tears. The next morning I found 2 dimes in front of my side of the bed, smiled and didn't question where they'd come from this time.

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Comment by Eileen on February 17, 2013 at 11:46pm
Great stories - I am a huge believer in signs...
Comment by blueskies on January 21, 2013 at 1:46pm

Good to see you here again.  Thanks for sharing....beautiful!

Comment by Angie aka Woody's Girl on January 15, 2013 at 2:06am
Thanks ladies! We can't all be crazy ... Right?? Lol! Signs, signs, everywhere's signs. Just gotta open your heart and believe. Take care sisters of the soul.
Comment by bj628(Bonnie) on January 14, 2013 at 11:35am

I also find "dimes"  John's mom had passed before. whe always delighteed in fnding pennies.. heads up... so when John was on his journey. I asked him.. what you will leave for me to find? He said pennies.. I laughed and said how will I know if the penny is from Mom or U? The next morning I walked into his room  and on the windowsill was a shindy dime.. I too have found dimes.. in places I had just cleaned. or in odd places.

I also found an earring I had lost.... i had cleaned and even washed the rug and there it was glinting up at me..

 

Comment by M'LADY on January 14, 2013 at 1:00am

I loved loved loved this story.....I was drawn to your story with many to read from I thought I this looks neat to read. A smile formed on my lips and my eyes smiled first time in a while. Thanks for sharing. ;-)

Comment by bad ass widow on January 13, 2013 at 11:46pm

Ah Angie, I am learning to never ignore the signs.  It seems like when you do, they become more prominant then ever.  I sometimes think Keith is hitting me over the head until I acknowledge it.  LOL

Comment by MyNewLife on January 13, 2013 at 9:24pm
I love this story! I told my granddaughter the same thing but I used "coins". She looks for coins all the time now, and finds them. Thank you for sharing this!

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