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Psychic Stories Angel Gifts After the passing of my wonderful Gram, I started to notice some small yet very powerful miracles that have come to me in the form of material gifts, and I truly feel that they have been given to me from her spirit. My Gram was a very wonderful woman. Her life here on this earth was indeed a very trying one, but she lived her life with love and grace. As I recall the stories that she told me of her life, she always had a way of seeing the humor in things; even through loss and struggle, she never lost sight of the fact that "love and laughter will see you through." My Grandmother's name was June. This name was very significant because her mother originally named her Elizabeth and later changed her name to June because of my Gram's bright and cheery spirit. I have always loved her name, as it describes her warmth and charm and it fit her much better than Elizabeth. My Gram's name has proven to be important in her birth and in her death. It blended well with her humor and sense of timing. My Grandmother June passed away in the first hour of the Last Day of June… Since my Gram's passing, I have received many truly wonderful gifts, which comforts me in knowing that our loved ones are never really gone, but rather, life goes on. One day a few months ago I was cleaning my house, I looked down towards the floor of my living room and I saw a dime perched up against the leg of a chair. I thought that a little odd so I got down on the floor to take a better look. The coin was sitting there, perfectly balanced, leaning up against the leg of the chair. The head of the dime was setting straight up and it looked as if someone spent a considerable amount of time to make it stay there. The following night, my husband and I were changing channels on the TV when we came across a documentary about Rockefeller. They were talking about how he would randomly pass out dimes to people and I remember thinking that my Gram would have been aware he did that. Since that day, I have received dimes in abundance. As I tell this story, others have been open to receiving these gifts as well. On another occasion, I received a gift in the form of a bright piece of pink fabric that I found in my daughter's room, which had been closed for sometime prior to my finding it. One day I walked into my daughter's room feeling sad and missing her very much. I went to sit on her bed and noticed a thin strip of material lying on the floor. As I picked it up, I remembered a story. My Gram liked to dress up. She had a wonderful wardrobe of colorful dresses and suits and she would often wear them when the family would all get-togethers for Sunday afternoon dinners. One Sunday, we were all sitting around getting ready to eat, when my sister turned to Gram to tell her how beautiful her pink outfit was. Gram looked at her and glanced down at her dress in surprise and said, "I thought it was red." As I remembered this story while gazing at the piece of fabric I found, it made me smile. It was just like Gram to brighten up my mood. I have also noticed flowers blooming in my house. About a year and a half ago, Gram gave me some beautiful orchid plants; she said they never would bloom for her and if I liked them, I should keep them. They were odd looking little plants, but I watered them and sat them on the sunny side of the house. I guess I had the plants for about 2 months when one of them started to bloom. They were so beautiful that I would show everyone that came over to the house. When my Gram came by, she looked so pleased and happy to see them doing so well, she said, "you got a green thumb", but the funny thing was that I never had much luck with plants in the past. Those orchids bloomed for over 2 months. After Gram passed on, I noticed other plants in my house flourishing and soon they all began to bloom, first an orchid, then my Christmas cactus, African violets, another orchid, and a spider plant. I had a plant flowering in my house from the time she passed and they continue to bloom until this very day, almost a year later. I had received so many signs or angelic gifts that brought me such great comfort, I started to think I was dreaming them up or perhaps I was being singled out. Little did I know at the time why this was occurring in my life until… to be continued!
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