On Angel's Wings

 

Transformational Stories of the Power of Spirit

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We had just gotten back from the hospital. Grammy Kay, my husband’s mother had just died of a massive heart attack. Lying in bed that night, Mark and I held each other and the tears came. I did not know how to comfort him, or myself. Then, I heard the sound of our son, Adam’s tiny toy piano playing even though it was lost among his toys. It was Grammy Kay telling us she was there by playing a song on Adam’s tiny key board. She gave us one last gift of music, of love. Her beautiful music lulled me to sleep. It was a special comfort. It was as though she was saying “It’s alright, I know you love me. I love you and I am okay.”

Lise MacLean of Charlottetown

My sister, Theresa died of cancer in 1991. A number of weeks after she died, I was at the Flea Market when I met my mother. When we were finished, my mother came with me to pick up my young children who were at my sister’s house. After arriving my brother showed up and then a little later another brother. Theresa’s husband soon appeared with their daughter. People just seemed to keep arriving until everyone in the family had gathered. I commented to my brother-in-law how nice it was to have everyone together and how this had not happened since the funeral. He noted that some eastern cultures believe that the family should gather 40 days after the death of a family member to celebrate their life. I suggested that we should do that and while we were looking at the calendar we realized that “We just did. It had been forty days since Theresa’s death.” I felt my sister, who family had been so important to, was very near.

Karin LaRonde of Charlottetown

It had been a few days after my son died. I was laying in my bed with my eyes closed when in my mind’s eye I had a strong image of my son. With this, I saw the image of a symbol. It was a dolphin and a crescent moon in a circle. It came so powerfully that I felt God was trying to give me a message. I looked up what the symbols meant. The dolphin was a symbol for Jesus Christ, the crescent moon for the Virgin Mary and the Circle a symbol of Christianity. I have always had a strong faith and I believe that this was God’s way of telling me that he was OK and that he was in the heaven world. Those images gave me a great deal of peace. I plan on putting those symbols on his tombstone.

Gloria Lee of Charlottetown

One night when I was about 12 years old I was awakened in the night by my grandmother who was in the room. This was a strange because she did not live with us and was not likely to make night visits. She was surrounded by a slight glow and was smiling. As I watched her, she waved to me and blew me a kiss. She looked very peaceful and happy. She then faded away into the darkness. The next morning, I wasn’t sure whether I had been dreaming or not when I saw my grandmother. When I got up, I was given the news that she had died in the night. I knew then, that she had visited me to say good-bye and to let me know that she was OK. It certainly made it much easier for me to accept that she was gone.

Barry King, Charlottetown

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