My Mommy died on Saturday, February 25, 2017 at 2:30 P.M. It was the most devastating day of my entire life. I knew her death was certain because she'd had two strokes on both sides of her brain a year apart. It was expected, but never real until the moment it happened. I was asleep when she died. I woke up the minute to the hour she passed on. The movie While You Were Sleeping was my favorite movie of all time, so it is ironic really.

Around midnight I went out on the porch. There was a line of chimes around the front of the porch. I looked up at the stars and I prayed, "Mommy if you hear me when I talk to you, please set off this set of chimes next to me. God please set off these chimes next to me if you let my Mommy hear everything I say." I sat there for about thirty to forty seconds and a big gust of wind came and set off /all/ of the chimes we had.

All I could do was cry with joy. It was a message to me that when I speak, God will let my Mommy hear everything I say. I know Jesus said that a wicked generation would ask for signs, but I believe with all my heart that this was His way of comforting me and giving me a great gift.