“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.” ~Eskimo Legend
I recently read a great book by Dan Gordon called
Postcards from Heaven. I'd totally recommend it---super short, easy read. The book is made up of stories from the author's life. Each story is about a different person who he has lost--his father, his grandmother, his mother, his son. He talks about their lives, their deaths, and how he believes that these people have sent him what he calls "postcards from heaven."
Here is his description:
"Nearly all of us either have had or have heard of an experience in which a soul already departed reaches back to those of us who have been left behind in this world with a reassuring touch. Sometimes it's no more than a whisper, a familiar smell in the air, or just the feeling of presence as vivid as when the loved on was still alive. These moments are just that...moments, a glimpse behind the veil; not a letter from heaven, but a postcard...."
I absolutely loved this idea! Think about it....when you've lost someone you love, how many times have you heard a song that reminds you of them out of the blue, or smelled their cologne or perfume, or randomly ran into someone who knew that person. I know that these things have happened to me more than once and I can't tell you how touching it is.
I'm not going to go into a lot of detail, and I'm not going to get all sad and serious on the blog. I've said before, there are some things that are just too important for the blog. But I will tell you a couple of stories that are a little lighter and illustrate the point.
The first occurred in an airport line in New York City. I was flying back home from vacation and we were waiting in what seemed to be an un-ending security line at LaGuardia. I was wearing a t-shirt from the memorial roping that is held every year for my little brother's best friend who passed away in 2004 (
you've read about him briefly before). The shirt had a picture of him on it. A woman standing a few people behind me came up and said, "I know that boy."
Now, it was early in the morning and I was worn out from running all over the Big Apple, but I was pretty sure this woman was crazy. I told her she must be mistaken because he was from New Mexico. She said, "I know. He was a cowboy and he was killed in a drinking and driving accident. I saw it on tv." And then she said his name. Okay--I was convinced! She had seen a program that his family was on for MADD about drinking and driving. Now what were the odds that two years after he died, I would wear that shirt on that day and be in that line near that woman who had watched that program. Probably not very likely....a postcard.
Another happened not too long ago.
You've read before about First Valentine. Well, in the 5th grade, we had a talent show at school. It's funny, because I don't remember what anyone else did in the talent show at all....but I remember him singing a Joe Diffie song, "Junior's In Love" (by the way, I still think it's a great song so you should check it out on iTunes!). Because we're talking circa 1994, I remember having the cassette tape with this song on it and listening to it on my walkman. Sigh. The good ol' days!
Anyway.....several months ago I had gone out one Friday night with some friends. Afterwards, we all piled into one of my friend's truck and headed to get some food. He turned on his cd player and what came on but "Junior's In Love." I hadn't heard that song in years and I certainly would not have thought it was on a cd.....but there it was blaring on the stereo. With a few tears in my eyes, I told him that he'd need to play it one more time, and that we'd all need to sing along. Another postcard.
These and other postcard type experiences have meant a lot to me in my life. Believing that our loved ones are in a better place is a hope that I am so grateful to have, and one that I don't know how I could live without.
So, look around you. Pay attention. You might just have a postcard with your name on it....