Sign.
Lots of people want to see signs after they lose their child. Make something move. Let me hear a sound. Touch me, etc.
I have learned that Lezlie works different. Send me a deer. Thing is you better be specific, I mean really specific. I asked me to send me a fish one day when I wasn't catching anything and she send the tiniest fish I ever saw, well maybe, needless to say I am more specific now.
I have learned that when she wants to visit, she will. She will turn the light on and off. Run down the hall. She probably has that set of car keys I cannot find hid out and they'll appear out of nowhere soon.
Send me a sign. Those that have not experienced a sign, do not give up but also stop anticipating it. It'll happen. You'll least expect it.
I just know now. When her scent is near. When the light flicks off. When the dish box cuts on and the remote is on top of it. When the heater cuts off. When the dog barks at nothing. I know it's her.
When the swing moves in the dead of night, no wind. It's her. When the door slams. When you can hear the faintest giggle. I know.
I pray those wanting signs get them but do not rush your angel. They know when to show up, trust me.
Luke 15:10 "In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.”
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