10:29

I've heard the story many times of this girl and her father who collected dimes.  All their life together as father and daughter, they picked up dimes in parking lots, or anywhere and eventually would leave dimes for each other as an unspoken symbol of love.   After the father passed on she continued to find random dimes here and there, for instance she was working on the computer, got up to do something and returned to find a dime on her keyboard.  She had purchased a cup of coffee, had it sitting in the cup holder in her car, riding alone, looked down and found a dime on the lid.  She knew her father was leaving these dimes to remind her of his love.

I believe our loved ones who have passed on try to connect with us when and if they can.  I have experienced it so many times.  It always amazes me and totally warms my heart.

Let's talk about 10/29 for a few minutes.

My Uncle Dan - my mom's brother was killed in Vietnam on 10/29/1966.

My cousin (somehow - my mom's uncle's son) was killed in a car accident similar to my sister, on 10/29.

As some of you know, my sister Valerie was killed in a horrific car accident when I was 10 years old.  She was my closest sister in age - 11 years older than I.  She was killed on October 29 or 10/29.  She died on impact.  I'm told the crash was reported to have happened at 10:29AM.  What a wink, huh?  She died at 10:29AM on 10/29.

You could say that 10/29 or 10:29 is pretty significant, right?  Good - I'm glad we agree.

I often take Psychic Development classes when I see them offered - not to learn how to be psychic but, for the opportunity...to...I hesitate to say work, or practice but, I guess that's what it is.  Work or practice with like minded people.  In my last class, I worked with a woman named Valerie (welcome to my world where there are no coincidences) and she communicated with my sister, Valerie.  She said that my sister was always with me, though I was always sure but, she had said that, I felt a warmth on my shoulder and I heard my sister's sweet voice say, "I'm here.  I've always been here.  I won't leave you. I made sure you'd be here today so I could tell you I am here and that I have never left you." and sadly, the warmth was gone but, I still felt her by my side.  I still feel her.  She stands over my right shoulder with my other angels.

Since that day, I find myself randomly looking at the clock and I often see 10:29 blinking back at me.  We took a little trip as a family over spring break and I so many times I had looked at the clock to see 10:29 both morning and night (obviously).  It happening every day twice a day and I had to tell Jeremy what was happening.  Monday, I went to the microwave at work, the time has never been set on this clock any other time I had used it but, on Monday I put my lunch in, went to set the cook time, and the clock read 10:29.  I took my lunch out and cleared the timer, it was a blank screen.

It certainly works.  She's letting me know she's here.  Every time I see 10:29 blinking back at me, I think of my beautiful sister and her love for me, her button nose, her amazing smile, how she always smelled like onions and the goofy poodle scars on her hand.  I still wish she were here for me to chat with over a cup of coffee but, knowing she's with me yeah, I'll take that.  At 10:29 or any other time.