God, or Our Angels Have Ways of Letting Us Know.

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My Mother, God rest her sweet soul had wished for a White Christmas ever since I can remember. She was like a child at Christmas she always made it so special for us. She would play the song White Christmas until she wore the 45 out eventually. She would listen to all of the weather people and say it might snow this Christmas and we would say yeah Mom, sure. If there was as much as a flurry she would run in fling back the drapes as we called them then and say look snow it is snowing, I bet it will stick it’s cold enough. At Christmas, it was hard to know who the bigger kid was us or her. She kept us laughing and we just appeased her with her dreaming of a White Christmas only once in the history here in Alabama in the weather record books did it snow at Christmas and big snow to about 5 inches and for Alabama that was a lot.

That snow came on December 25, 2010, just 2 months after my Mother’s death. I remember waking up to that snow and dropping to my knees and weeping. In all my grief over the loss of her, she is in my heart. She had let me know she was home and ok with the one thing she wanted all those years on Christmas but never happened until the first Christmas 2 months after her death.  To some of you I know what you’re thinking ok, but allow me to have that, I chose to believe that and I still do and always will.

When we lose someone we love so much and our lives change forever from that loss, we need that heartfelt feeling that in some way they are letting us know, if anything their guardian Angels are letting us know all is well and we can move forward with a softer heart. Either way, I am thankful for that only snow recorded in History on Christmas Day here in Alabama! It let me know that love lives on, even after death. What do you think, Do any stories of your own you want to share in the comment section, it’s the season let’s share.

Debbie

22 thoughts on “God, or Our Angels Have Ways of Letting Us Know.”

  1. Oh Debbie! I truly believe our loved ones are as close as our own breath! After I lost my husband in July 2004. I was in deep grief. I was letting our dogs out before going to bed and the northern lights came out more vibrant than I have ever seen them! I have a strong faith, as he did, and all I could say is Wow , the view up there must be spectacular! I then started to cry and just sad I miss U! Can U see me? Both dogs looked up at the sky and a light was going around and around in circles. I knew that I knew that Ai knew. I slept well and was in total peace that night and ever after.

    1. Cheryl, thank you for sharing your story, it was beautiful. What a joy it is when we know that we know that we know. Nothing can ever change it when we reach that joyful moment of truth in our hearts.
      Merry Christmas to you, from me.
      Love,
      Debbie

  2. Debbie, I believe with all my heart this is true. My husband passed in 2011 and he sends me so many signs mostly hearts. I see them everywhere and in a lot of ways. The other day there was a film preview on tv and when I looked up a 1955 ford car, blue and white drove across the screen. When we met, and dated this is the car he had. Is that a sigh from him? Absolutely without a doubt I believe it was him letting me know he’s still with me.
    Merry Christmas!

  3. My Grandmaw was the same way and everyone in my family says I get my love for snow from her And the color pink. She lived in the backwoods of Caesar,, NC with my Grandpaw. They got snow on occasion but I can’t tell you how many snows came at Christmas. I remember the day she passed away. I will forever. The night of her visitation ,the line wrapped around that little country church. For a woman that rarely went anywhere,she sure had a lot of people who loved her. All those people coming in were telling us it had began to snow. I know without a doubt that ,that was her way of easing my pain from loosing her. Indeed she was with me. It lightly snowed through her burial and I couldn’t help but have a mixture of sorrow and gladness in my heart. As soon as the seremony was over, the snow stopped. Grandmaw, I knew it was you and I could see your blue eyes twinkling and the big smile on your face with a little snuff tucked in your lip. Every time it snows, I know you are here for a visit.🙏💕

  4. Dearest Debbie
    What a beautiful story about your Mom’s delight in Christmas 🎄 and the falling snow…
    I truly believe that our loved ones let us know in so many ways that they are with us, through happy and sad times..
    Many blessings always
    Annie ❤️
    Victoria BC 🦀🐳🦀

  5. Debbie my dad passed in Feb 1967 and right after he died it snowed! His grandson whom he loved with all his heart was about 4yrs old, asked his mom, my sister, if Jesus would let pawpaw come back and play with him in the snow! I do believe as you do. My dad had a clock that belonged to his mother and had not worked in years, The morning We found my dad dead, that clock chimed. Yes let us that believe these things have our moments that we will never forget, etched in our hearts!! God bless you anf keep you! Thank you for all the wonderful encouragement you share!

  6. I’m with you on this. My dad rode a bicycle a lot of his adult life. A week after his death, I saw an elderly man go by that looked like my dad. I turned around to follow him but I never found him.

  7. My mother just passed away in a September. Christmas was always a challenge for her after my Grandpa passed away in 1969. He was the “biggest kid” at Christmas. She hated snow at the holidays because it prevented family from
    Traveling to be together. And the last two years she was sick at Christmas. Last year she was so sick she did not even want to be picked up from the rehab hospital to come to my house for dinner. I felt robbed and angry because with her health issues we were both pretty sure last year was her last Christmas with us. So this year is a mix of feeling she is at peace and with Daddy and her mom and dad and brothers…and sorrow because she is no longer here with us. Our oldest daughter is getting married December 30. So joy is truly coming in the morning as they say.

    1. Shauna, I totally understand what you are saying. Yes, Joy is coming for your family in so many ways. Ways you have yet to see, a new family member a son in law grands and more. Merry Christmas from me to you.
      Love,
      Debbie

  8. I grew up in the 40’s , the youngest of 3 daughters, with Mom always letting us girls know, that Western Bluebirds were her favorite bird, but then saying sadly, that they weren’t around anymore, because of all of the housing!! Consequently, I never got to see one!
    Mom loved birds and flowers and was a good Mother, and farm wife to my Dad, for over 60 years. She passed away just a few months before her 79th birthday, of cancer, 23 years ago this Christmas season! I MISS HER, and my Dad, STILL ~
    On that next, cold, Feb. morn, (her birthday morning,) I was sitting at my kitchen table reading a devotional, sipping my coffee, feeling a bit sorry for myself because I had just lost my job, and I was missing my Mama! ….And, all of a sudden, a bright blue male Western Bluebird landed about 6′-8′ from me, on my deck railing!
    What a pleasant surprise, and gift! I knew that Mom was looking down from HEAVEN above, and sent me that message!
    I have had 1-3 nest boxes of Western Bluebirds each summer since! I feed them live meal worms, that I buy, nearly each day! A few years ago, we had a very cold streak, with snow and ice. It was miserable, so that winter when I would go out to feed, after calling them….a flock of OVER 25 would fly in, eat, and leave. I know Mom would enjoy seeing them, if she still lived next next door!!! <3

    1. Carol, that was such a beautiful story. Thank you, for sharing it with us. Mom’s just have a way of letting their children know all is ok and will be ok.
      Merry Christmas from me to you.
      Love,
      Debbie

      1. Thank you, AND Back at you. Wishing you a Wonderful Christmas season….Filled with many great memories and HIS BEST BLESSINGS! <3 & Prayers ~

  9. Debbie…Love this story. My mother always loved Christmas so much! And yes…I believe loved ones that have passed always visit from time to time. I was born on my mother’s Birthday 04/14 we won’t discuss what year…lol. But every time it’s 4:14 on a clock I can always feel my mom is with me or I’m thinking of her and look at the clock and it’s usually 4:14!

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