A few minutes after my mom passed away, it started to snow...
We stood in the hospital room as the Pastor placed his hand on her head and said the Twenty-Third Psalm...thru tears in my eyes I saw thru the hospital window that snow had begun to fall. I felt that as a sign from my mom.
How difficult it was to leave the hospital...to walk away...how does one leave the body of the mother who gave them life...
As my sister and I drove out of the hospital parking lot after my mother had died, we came to the pond that was outside the structure and were astounded...
Hundreds of geese had flocked. They were EVERYWHERE- we looked at eachother and said- do you see all those geese?!- again, I feel that was my mother- trying to show us beauty in the world- while we were just recently dealing with her loss of life.

My mother is an angel- and always has been.