I found a lovely, significant feather, today

[Siwsan]

At first I didn’t think much about it. I brought it inside and put it with the rest of the feathers I’ve gathered. Then I looked at a calendar, and suddenly finding that pretty feather makes sense.

It was 19 years ago, today, that I sat with my Dad and helped him make the transition to the next life. My mom, sister and I had spent a whole week staying with him at the Hospice. We decided to start doing shifts so my sister went to be with her kids, and mom headed home to get some rest.

It was a lovely, warm day and I remember, so clearly, opening the window in his room at the Hospice and telling him about the big pond that was in view from that window. Dad loved watching birds so I told him there were some beautiful water birds around the pond and he should go out and see them. Shortly after I sat back down next to him, he breathed his last.

A few days later I was walking down the street and all of a sudden a beautiful light grey plum feather floated down in front of me. I looked up and there were no birds in sight. I took that as a sign that he was telling me he took me up on my suggestion, and he was OK. I still miss him each and every day.

[Frustratedlady]

1. I am a believer that our loved ones are never far away and give us signs that all is OK.

An elderly woman helped me through the grieving process when my mother died. She said, "My mother always sat on the front porch after supper and I picture her there, now...just beyond the lace curtains." I've always thought that was a lovely way to think of death.

[Siwsan]

2. So often when I come up with a solution for an unfamiliar task, I think of my dad or my sister

My sister was an amazing gardener. I only started gardening when I inherited my Aunt's house. I'll sit and stare at some bare earth and then I almost hear her voice telling me what to plant.

Same thing happens when I have to repair something and manage to actually not make the situation worse - it's like dad is still guiding me.

[Frustratedlady]

7. It has taken several instances for me to finally catch on, but...

when I am doing something around the house or leaving to run errands, a little voice (or, my alter ego) tells me I'd better take this or do that. Many times, I would ignore it. Since my husband died, I found that little voice was spot on and I'd best pay attention. Once in a while, I will tend to ignore it if I have to get out of the car and go back into the house to get something. Each time, I have needed that item and would have had to return home to get it. This also happens when I'm adding up numbers..."Better double-check that total." Sure enough, it is wrong.

[MLAA]

3. How wonderful, what comfort for you.💫

[Zoonart]

4. Beautiful story.

Thanks for sharing. Lost both parents over the last three years and I have had many similar experiences

[FM123]

5. I can not tell you how much it has meant to me to read your story.

I too found a little feather, it was the day after the anniversary of my mom's passing. I understand now.

[badhair77]

6. This is lovely. Makes me stop to reflect on things for a minute.

Recently we were worried about a relative who had not contacted us after an emergency. He finally called and outside I saw a cardinal just sitting on the fence. Cardinals are supposed to be the spirit of a loved one who has passed. I have to believe it was not a coincidence.

[mercuryblues]

8. My Mom.

We used to joke a lot about her hiding things on me after she passed. I would always tell her not to. I misplace things enough, I didn't need her help.

I would tell her instead to help me find things. Especially my car keys. I seldom misplace them since she passed. I suspect she is the one behind me getting locked out of the house, 2x recently. We never lock the bottom locks, just the deadbolts. We do this because you can open the door from the inside with it locked. So when you go out & close it behind you, you are locked out. Not fun. But I picture her laughing her ass off over it.


Just last week, after I swept and mopped my floors, I found a penny, faceup, under may chair.

[Ilsa]

9. The movie

Forrest Gump wouldn't have been the same without the feather.

Thank you for your story.

[Honeycombe8]

10. Oh, my. What a lovely, tender story. Thx. nt

[Fla Dem]

11. Wonderful story and homage to your Mom.

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My Mom died young, but she was a great bird lover, particularly Cardinals. She was always so happy when a pair of cardinals showed up at our feeders. Now, whenever I have a Cardinal in the yard I always think it's my Mom checking up on me. When they come in a pairs, which they usually do, then it's both my Mom and Dad.

[bif]

12. After my dad passed away in May...

A robbin would appear whenever I sat out on the patio. He would hop up near me and check me out. He was pretty fearless and would hang out for 10 or 15 minutes. I felt sure that the spirit of my dad was in that bird. It was pretty cool.