That is my prediction.
Tomorrow you will find a dime. I think if you are missing a loved one who has passed away, tomorrow, or at least in the coming days, you will find a dime.
Let me explain.
A few years ago when I was learning to use Ebay, I was visiting a message board where people helped each other with Ebay listings tips and tricks. On of the regulars was a woman named Jen. Jen put up a listing for her special dimes. That's right, she sold dimes on Ebay. But that's not the point of this journal. Jen believed in the term "pennies from heaven," a cliche that refers to money found out of the blue OR money left as a sign or blessing from angels or relatives that have passed on.
Only Jen's relatives must have been affluent because they left her dimes. She told a story about finding some dimes one day and having lost a loved one recently, she felt in her gut, these dimes were a sign from that person. They made her feel better and she put them in a special cup. For days afterward, she found more dimes. She was positive it was a small sign that her loved ones were OK. I had the chills as I read about her dimes. Then I learned she listed them on Ebay and the illusion was shattered. Maybe Jen was just a scam artist. And a pretty darn good one, as I think she made a profit of $8.00 on about 20 dimes.
Her story left me thinking about my mom. I wished it was true. I wished my mom could leave me a sign. I missed her so much. Any sign would do.
The next day I got the chills again when I found a dime in the washing machine. It made me smile but I didn't get too worked up over it. That day, as I was going about my regular housecleaning, I found about ten dimes. It seemed like they were turning up everywhere I looked; on the floor, on the dresser, in the driveway, in the entry to Target, 3 in the bottom of my purse. I even found one in my bathroom. I told myself it was just because I was looking for them. But if that were true, why didn't I see other coins? True, I had found a few other coins, most in the bottom of my purse. But what about the others? I didn't find a single quarter, nickle or penny just laying on the ground.
The next few weeks, I continued to find coins, mostly dimes. I would say if I found 20 coins, 15 were dimes. What are the odds? Surely not 75%!
Then, in April of 2008, my dad passed away. I remembered my dimes, which I'd decided were from my mom because doing so brought me some comfort. And I told my sisters, "I bet we will find some dimes."
I found a dime on the floor of my car that day. In fact, I found several dimes over the next few days, and, again, hardly any other coins. One of my sisters even reported finding a couple dimes. We weren't exactly calling the National Enquirer, but we liked it. We liked thinking that there was a possibility that they were a sign from our parents. It was comforting.
Several weeks later, my siblings and I gathered to take care of some personal business of my deceased father. We were all thinking of him and missing him. I told the story of the dimes. My sister's eyes got huge and she pointed at my foot. I looked down and there was a dime right next to the heel of my shoe. Again, I got shivers. My sisters and I smiled.
(My brother however, whispered in my ear, "He's dead. Forget it." That's my brother for you!)
Now, granted, we were in my sister's place of business; a candy store. And I was standing just a few feet from her checkout counter. So, I have to admit, that's a logical place to find a lost dime.
But it wasn't a penny! Right?
Like I said, I wasn't exactly alerting the media about it. I have no PROOF. But it did make me feel better. And if my loved ones DID somehow seek to console me from the beyond, they accomplished it.
Who am I to say whether or not it's possible? (Or my brother, for that matter!)
Think about someone you are missing and quietly, secretly ask them to leave you a dime.
Let me know if they do.
This post was insired by another Cafemom Journal entry I read a couple days ago. I am providing the link with permission of the author, Ginny19.