When I opened my email I read:
“I got another present for you today!
I never recall seeing one this low.
Maybe it’s my dad saying hello? He passed away this past Saturday. He was 86, a good man, and lived a great life, raising 10 kids with my saint of a mother, who is 86 and still going strong.
Dad was a big train enthusiast, both a real and a model collector. Right next to the side yard of his childhood home was a Frisco line.
In 1948, he saw and waved to and got a wave back from Harry Truman as he went by the house during his whistle-stop campaign.
After Mass yesterday, as the pallbearers were loading Dad’s casket into the hearse, a train horn went off.
I stated “You know how people say you often get a sign? Well, I think we just heard it.”
We all just started smiling and some laughing.
We all know there are no heavily traveled lines nearby within earshot. But there is a very, very, VERY seldom-used line about a mile away. In short, it’s almost NEVER used. Ever since I was a kid.
The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
“All is and shall be well.” That is my definite conclusion.
I just thought you might be interested in that.
Hope all is well!
It is here, even under the circumstances.”
Yes, Yes I do think it is your Dad saying Hello—All is well, and I am still with you.
My heart is so sorry for your loss…as well as your Mom and all your siblings. Losing a parent is never, ever easy.
Thank you for sharing your Dad’s wonderful signs with us.
From my heart to your world– As Always,
Aww such a good story, peace to your friend as she goes through the loss of her father.
Losing a parent is so very, very hard. I agree—peace!
What a beautiful heartfelt story. I love the train whistle and the rainbow! Two definite loving signs.
I agree! Two very definitive signs! 🙂
What an amazing low-rider rainbow. And being a firm believer in signs like that, I am a definite yes. Hi, Dad!
I am with you—I firmly believe it is Dad! 🙂
Lulu: “We’re sorry to hear about your friend’s dad. We got some bad medical news here recently about a close relative—not Mama or Dada or their parents or siblings, but just one step removed.”
Charlee: “So it’s nice to think that sometimes the Rainbow Bridge dips down low so our friends and loved ones on the other side can check up on us.”
Chaplin: “If you can see us, Dennis, we are doing fine. We have a weird new brother who reminds us of you a little.”
Java Bean: “Are you talking about me? You’re talking about me, aren’t you?”
You, know Charlee—I hope I get to see all my fur kids —that’s where I want to live Over the Rainbow with my fur kids.
I’m so sorry to hear of your friend’s loss … how wonderful to hear that train whistle!
Yes…a true message from the beyond. 🙂