It just happens that when I am really wanting connection with my son, I get it.
For many days when leaving for work, I would see trucks with the letters BD on them.
Bartholemew DiModica.....I at first didn't like to see them. It hurt too much, and then I began to realize that it was a sign from him....
And I began to see little things...angel feathers, money I would find on the ground.
And I always say thank you, even if it hurts.
A few weeks ago I ordered pick up from Veggie Grill. And they didn't get my order right. So I fussed and the manager gave me a card for a free entree. I took it and kept going.
I looked at it the other day and saw BART on it....
I didn't know what to make of this. I knew what it was, a sign that he is still watching over me, but jeez, Wow, BART. His name as a code on a card...
Life is more than mysterious to me, this is giving me some divine guidance and to put my trust in what I cannot see, but know is there, the angels, god, my son.
I am being watched over......and this is my faith.
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