Ever since Chrissy passed away I find comfort in the little messages I get from her. So many things have happened since Chrissy has been gone. I can't remember them all so I decided now to write them down.I keep asking her for ways to let us know she is there. If I listen and pay attention, I can hear what she has to say.
Below are some of the ways I have heard her and I want to share these with you. If anyone reading this and you too have lost someone special, pay attention to what's aound you and you may be getting Messages from an Angel
My husband & I went to visit Chrissy's grave. While we were there talking to her we asked her for a sign that she could hear us and somehow talk to us. Just then a butterfly came and landed in front of us. It was playfully flying around her grave going from one flower to another. We thought how beautiful it was and for a moment it gave us peace.
The next day in the mail we received a Tribute card from Children's Memorial Hospital letting us know of a donation that was made in Chrissy's name. It brought tears to my eyes The front of the card was a purple butterfly. Purple was Chrissy's favorite color. The inside of the card read...
A Butterfly lights besides us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment,
Its Glory and Beauty belong to our world
But then it flies on again
And though we wish it could have stayed
We feel lucky to have seen it.
I know this was Chrissy's way of saying Here I Am
We have a family cottage that my grandparents had built when my Mom was a little girl. Chrissy had always loved going there and especially loved the nostalgic decorating. My Uncle painted one of the rooms there and decided not to put Grandma's shadowbox back on the wall. It's huge 4' X 2½'. with a mirror back. He asked me if I wanted it because he knew how much it would have meant to Chrissy. I put it up in Chrissy's room and put all the angel statues that people had given us since Chrissy died along with some that she had before. Everything in the shadowbox is angels. Bob and I heard a crash and ran upstairs to see what the noise was. The shadowbox had fallen off the wall about 3 feet and landed on Chrissy's Strawberry Shortcake Dollhouse and was tilted about a 45 degree angle. To our amazement not a single angel had fallen off the shelf or was moved out of position. Bob & I just looked at each other and said Chrissy.