My father passed away just after midnight on February 1. He had turned 82 years old on January 30. We buried him today. Friends who have been through the loss of a parent told me to be alert to signs or messages from my departed dad. They were there, in the heron I spied by a pond as our procession drove by; in the traffic on the highway; and even in the completely random appearance at the cemetery of a piece of Velcro that stubbornly stuck to my glove (I had always associated my dad with Velcro because he is the one who first showed it to me, and he used it for many things).
I’ll have a lot more to say about my father in coming weeks. For now, I’ll just say, I miss you, Pa.
I'll Live 
deborah, i’m so very sorry…prayers and peace for you and your family. xo
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Thank you, Cris.
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Velcro brings two things close yet can separate them easily. Wow! your dad really knew the value of Velcro-like abilities. As the days pass into months and then years you will have tons of stories of your dad’s presence around you that will be vivid and in the most unusual ways and places. Just tune into that dimension and you will feel him with you, around you.
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Thank you, Bindu. What an absolutely beautiful insight into the power of Velcro. I am looking forward to all future transmissions from my dad.
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I’m so sorry. Hugs to you and your whole family.
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Thank you!
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I’m so sorry for your loss (and just catching up on a backlog of your posts). Prayers of peace for you.
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Thanks so much, Christy.
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