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Stacey Ramirez's avatar

This is lovely. I'm sorry about the loss of your brother, but I'm so glad those signs were there to comfort you. I love these moments of synchronicity.

The tiny moment I'd like to share was from the LA Times Festival of Books. My daughter-in-law and I go every year, and this year we decided that we were going to simply walk around without much of an agenda. As we were walking, I spied author Susan Orlean (The Library Book, The Orchid Thief, On Animals) signing her new memoir, Joyride. I recommend The Library Book often, to everyone who loves the library, especially if you live in Los Angeles. And Joyride is on my TBR list. So it was a thrill to meet her and buy a signed book at the spur of the moment!

Kim Koehler's avatar

I LOVE the LA Times Festival of Books. I have not gone in so long. It is so delightful to meet a favorite author. I just love looking at all those books! I remember seeing so many children's books I had never noticed at a bookstore. Such a treasure trove.

Vicky Loras's avatar

Thank you so much for sharing your story and the memory of your brother - and the tiny moments 💕

I lost my favorite aunt when I was 12. I am 47 now, and whenever I have a difficult time, or stress, or even when I succeed in something, she comes in my dream. She always smiles at me and she raises her shoulder a bit like she used to. Last year, when my dad was in the ICU, she came to me on the three nights dad was in there and she smiled at me. On day four, dad came out of the ICU and called me what he used to call me when I was little: “love ya you little sh#%“ 💕🥹

Kim Koehler's avatar

Thanks for sharing. I love this. I never dream of my brother, but sure enough ,he came to me two nights in a row. It is fascinating that when we tune it, these things come to us. As well as their pet names for us. 😊

ReneeUpNorth's avatar

Thank you for sharing your story and memories of your brother. I am so sorry for your loss.

The music that connects you to him is such a gift. Music has such a unique way to connect us to memories, people and feelings. I still remember the day I was driving to my great grandmothers funeral and “Only Time” by Enya came on the radio. It’s not really my musical style but I can’t hear that song without thinking of that day.

My tiny thing for this past week was finally seeing all my perennial flowers starting to come up in my flower beds. I live in the upper Midwest and spring can be slow in arriving.

Ana Maria Selvaggio's avatar

Thank you for sharing this. I'm so sorry for your loss. I lost my brother suddenly to a heart attack right after his 60th birthday year before last. Our father suddenly, who he didn't know, at Christmas in 1989. It's heartbreaking.

There are no coincidences. I'm glad he still sends you messages.

JPWeatherly-Cadzow's avatar

Thank you for your story Kim. This past week, April 15th, was the 27th anniversary of the untimely death of my first husband Bill (law enforcement, killed in the line of duty). He loved the beach/ocean and on my way to the ocean, to celebrate him, I took a ferry across the Neuse River (instead of the direct route down highway 70) this was "the long way" and I saw stingrays in the water while on the ferry! I have never seen stingrays that far up the river, away from the ocean, so I take that as a sign from Bill, letting me know he's still thinking of me. Sending you virtual hugs. It's the little things that matter most. We just have to look for them and pay attention.

Kim Koehler's avatar

That must have been so hard to lose your husband so young. I love that you still do this after all this time to honor him. Sometimes taking the long way is the best way. My daughter always asks me to take the long way home so we can see something new. And I love it - after fighting it at first. Sending a big hug to you. 💛

JPWeatherly-Cadzow's avatar

Thank you Kim, I appreciate your big hug. Sometimes taking the long way, “the scenic route” — is the best way. It makes me slow down, let go of some stress, and take in all the scenery along the way, scenery that I might have missed otherwise. After 27 years, some days still feel like yesterday, and other days it seems like forever ago. Grief never goes away, but I did hear a saying by Sir Paul McCartney the other day “Time Takes The Edge Off” — which I believe whole heartedly.