Sunday, May 5, 2013

A Tell Tale Sign?

Do you believe in signs?
You know, the kind that when you are presented 
a decision, you look at your options
and with one of those choices, comes
something so extraordinary,
you know it must be a sign?

Yeah, I believe in that.



I'll tell you a true story...

My Grandma passed away about a year and a half ago
and on the day she passed, my dad
had called me to let me know.

She lived in Minnesota and
we are in California so I was 
dreading the phone call 
although I knew it would be coming.

She was in a coma due to a stroke 
she had following 
a surgery.
She just never recovered.

It was evening.
Dad called and we spoke briefly.
I was preparing dinner at the time so I was in the kitchen,
leaning against the counter
between the sink and the stove.
As I hung up, something drew my eye to 
the ceiling.
There was a red speck wandering around.
It was a lady bug (or bird, to some).

I got the most beautiful sensation at that moment.
Tears in eyes, I just smiled.

To me, it was a sign from her.

I loved my Grandma.



Between that time and now,
I have seen ladybugs in the most 
mysterious places at the most odd times.

Guess who I think of?

When we arrived at the house in Alabama
that we originally sought to buy, and
before I walked up the brick steps,
I said out loud,
"Okay Grandma, give me a sign.".

We walked in the house and my
eye was immediately drawn to the
doorway to the left.
Guess what was walking along 
the sash of the door?
Yep.

My husband and I just looked at each other,
mouthing quietly, 
"Oh, my God!".

We thought that was it!
Aside from absolutely loving everything about that house,
we knew we were making the right choice.
We wanted that to be home.

As you know, that house
didn't become home for us.
Maybe my "ideas" about the signs were wrong and
nothing but wishful thinking.

That was until...

Miss. Joyce called hubby and let him know
of a couple of houses she had just listed,
one being the house we are buying.

She sent us over all those wonderful photos
and then some!

I had noticed in the pictures some
specks that I could not make out.
I figured rodent droppings (UGH!), since
the house has sat empty for a bit.
The weird thing was they were localized and 
not through the whole house
(as far as I could tell).

I didn't ask because I kinda didn't want to know.

~ ~ ~

A few days ago, my husband (Bruce) and 
Miss. Joyce were talking on the phone
and all I heard him say was, 
"Oh my gosh! Hang on you have to tell Amber this story".

My eyes just welled up with tears and I was laughing in 
disbelief.
All of those specks were.....

YES!!
Ladybugs.

Hundreds of them.
Unfortunately, they are deceased but
none the less,
HUNDREDS. 

Do I feel relief that it wasn't rodent poop?
Elated that we made the right choice?
Or sad that all those expired ladybugs were stuck
in our new home?
Yes, yes, yes!

Here's a kicker...
Miss. Joyce called again
(before we found out about the ladybugs)
to let us know the other deal on 
the other house didn't go through
and we were offered to go through
with our original purchase.

We declined.

Our new home was meant to be ours
(again, before we knew of the ladybugs),
we just felt it in our hearts.

We made an agreement with the seller,
and we kept our word.

The very next day,
there was another offer on that (original) house,
which was purchased,
 and that again, was a tell tale sign.

{I am not going to lie, it was a HARD decision 
for me but one I will never regret. I'll always
love the Kennon house.}

Who would have known that our
future came to us
on the wings of a bird?

And not just any bird...
A lady-bird.

~ ~ ~

I get the joy of cleaning our new home in a week
and a half!

I'm flying HOME.

After taking a refresher photography class yesterday,
I am even more excited to share our
new adventure with you.

Hope you stick around!

xo, Amber




4 comments:

Teresa@1800 Farmhouse Rd said...

I am a big believer in signs, Amber. I actually read this post yesterday, but teared up and left instead of commenting.

Rita said...

Beautiful Amber! Love the lady bug story and grandma. She is watching you.
My dad was crazy for hummingbirds when he came to visit. He never seen so many until he came to California. He took so so many pictures. Every time I see an hummingbird that is my Papa' watching me. Ciao

White Ironstone Cottage said...

It was so fun to meet you in person at the photography class did not know you had a blog too and that I already follow you !!!! :)
sending you prayers on your new adventure grateful to be able to stay connected
Blessings
Pam

Mom E. said...

Amber,
What sweet things to have happen....I am so glad you shared that with us! It is interesting how "sign" work,. Sometimes, they are just reassurance that we are known and loved and then later we understand it was just a part of the process.
Hugs to your heart!
Betsy