I'm passing this along because to some who read it this is an amazing story of the intertwining of life now and life in heaven. For some, it's just a weird coincidence. How do you feel about it?
About two weeks ago I was pulling weeds by my driveway in an area I often need to go and "clean up." As hard as I try the weeds seem to pop back up and therefore every so often I take time to cut some of the bushes back and pull new weeds out of the mulch.
On this day as I was weeding I saw something shiny, and I picked it up. It was a tiny little gold ring. I took off my garden glove and put it on my pinkie and then kept on working. I didn't think much about finding it at the time.
A day or two later I asked my next door neighbor if the ring I found belonged to her. It did not. I showed her the ring and she found a number engraved inside so she googled it and found out the ring was 18 carat gold. Wow! What a nice find!
But, I didn't feel right keeping it if it belonged to someone else. I asked my daughters if they had lost a little ring - and I think I showed it to them when we got together two weekends ago at a tailgating party. Neither daughter said it was their ring, or knew who it might belong to.
I had one last thought. For a short while my sister-in-law had lived with us so I considered that perhaps she had lost the ring. I also felt maybe when she was moving items from her car it fell out. So, I saw her this past Friday night - and told her about how I found a ring in the mulch and I showed it to her.
She immediately recognized it... as being a small ring that her mother (my mother-in-law) had owned. She had several like it. My mother-in-law passed away 4 years ago!! My sister and I looked at each other - and in that instant knew that my mother-in-law put that ring there for me to find. I have heard about pennies on the ground... and other ways the deceased have sent a message...like a phone ringing - and nobody there (not even a telemarketer!) My mother-in-law gave me this ring!
I wear the ring now - and I feel good knowing that it came from my beloved mother-in-law. How it got to me, and how long it was in the mulch I will never know for sure. But, I do think finding it was a way for her to connect to me.
What do you think? Do you believe?