Big Jim's Morning Glories...

Big Jim farmed.  He worked hard to keep Morning Glories from choking his cotton.  I love morning glories.  It felt wrong to plant them in my yard, given his feelings about them, so I asked him if he would mind if I planted them.  Of course, he didn't mind.  He watched as I picked out the packages of seeds - he didn't help - he just watched - standing there with me in Home Depot. 

I've been waiting and waiting for a bloom to appear.  Then as I was standing at the kitchen window I looked across the deck to one of the planters and received a wonderful, gift.  The plants hadn't bloomed yet, but they had vined up around the plant hanger.  Clear as day the leaves were hearts strewn across the hanger:

Then the first bloom arrived:

Blue (Big Jim's and my favorite color), beautiful and perfect surrounded by hearts!

Thank you, Daddy...

And I heard from a voice that was smiling...  "You're welcome..."

Big Jim is always smiling now...

When we have the "eyes to see" and the "ears to hear" we will receive confirmation that our loved ones in spirit are still with us, still love us and are fine.  The information may come through someone else, an image, a flower, a billboard, a sign on a truck, but it will come, if we allow ourselves to accept it.  Acknowledge these communications and you they will communicate with you more!