The Dime

My mother passed away on Monday April 5th 1999 and I thought my world had ended. I was convinced that somehow momma was with me and even though I couldn't see her, I could feel her presence. I was reading an article in a magazine about this lady who's husband had died. He loved to make rubber band balls and one day while out walking she found a rubber band. Convinced her husband was watching over her, she told these thoughts to her friend. Her friend told her that she had always heard that if someone you loved had died and you found a dime that they were with you. A few days later while out walking with her grand-daughter she found another rubber band and right beside it was a dime. She knew he was watching over her. I found this very intriguing and wondered if by chance this could be true. One day I was missing momma and couldn't quit crying. Sobbing I said "momma if your watching over us, let me find a dime." The very next day when I went to get in my truck, right beside my foot was the shininest dime I ever saw. I simply smiled and felt a warmth come over me. I was telling my sister, Brenda about the story of the dime. A day or two went by and she called me so excited that she to had found a dime. Thinking this was so neat I called my sister Sharon and my brother Mike, I didn't tell them the story I just ask them if they had found any money lately. They both thought for a minute and both of them said they had found a dime. Sharon finding her's in the hallway and Mike found his walking into a store. I then told them the story behind the dime, now all four of us kids know that momma is watching over us.Even her grand-children find dimes when they are needed for comfort. I may go for weeks and not find any but when I'm really down missing mom or I just need to know she's with me, I stumble over a dime. Like this incident that happened July 31st 2007. (this was the only week we could go) Wayne and I were on vacation, far away from home and it was our son's 30th birthday. I was really feeling down and I wanted to be at home to celebrate this milstone with him and our daughter was expecting her first baby. We were walking out of the motel and I was choking back tears and not wanting Wayne to see me crying, I looked down and over toward the bushes. There in the rocks was the brightest shiniest dime. I really starting sobbing and I knew that even though I was miles away from home, momma was with me and she was with our kids. When we got into the truck, I ask Wayne if I had ever shared the story about the dimes, with tears in my eyes I started explaining the story and when I finished I looked over at my husband and his eyes were misty. I don't find them all the time, but I do find them when I need them. Momma makes sure that on special days, somehow a dime falls in my path. When Lindsey's baby was born, walking out of the hospital, there layed a dime. The day Lindsey moved out with her daughter to start their own lives, I was sitting in Taegan's empty room crying and what did I find? THREE dimes. I smiled because I know mom is with her daughter, grand-daughter and great-grand-daughter. Whether it's true or not it does bring me comfort when I look down and see that a dime has dropped from Heaven at my feet.