by cottage angel

Created on: October 28, 2008   Last Updated: March 18, 2011

Scents From Heaven

Let me first begin by saying to each of reading this article, Oh Yes, your loved ones do contact you through the thin veil that separates this life on earth and the eternal life in heaven. The contact can be made in the most subtle of ways, or in a most profound way.

But, your loved ones are alive and are watching over you. Their love manifests itself

In ways that only human senses can understand. Sight, Touch, Smell, Sound. This is my true story, one I will never forget

It's a lovely summers day, roses in bloom, beauty everywhere, as I walk in my garden. A stark contrast to that cold lonely day in January when Mom passed away. No rhyme or reason to her death. One day I was talking to her on the phone, 5 hrs later, the call comes; she fell over in the kitchen, she had passed away. Just as if her soul was lifted right out of her body and was carried away this is how my Dad described it. You get through those dark, wintry, days of grey skies and grieving. The tears and memories flooding in on you, at the least expected moments. I was thinking of this as I walked through my small garden.

Funny how a scent suddenly transports you back into time. "Roses," I said to myself, A big smile came to my face as I sniffed in the fragrance so soft and sweet of a rose that just burst into bloom As I gently touched the rose,. I was transported back in time, to a memory, a few months ago in February it was 1 month after Mom passed away. An experience I would never forget, one that was both profound and sweet, and comforting.

I was in my home office, on my computer typing, the thought of Mom just filled me, and I looked at her picture on my desk, and started crying. I suddenly missed her so much. I thought how unbearable to see life without her, I was envisioning the coming holidays and the years ahead. How can we survive without Mom She was our family's heart, and that heart was torn away from us all suddenly and coldly? I let the tears come, and flow. I cried out how much I missed her and I asked, for her help. I pleaded God and Mom Please help me and the whole family, to get thought this loneliness and vast void we are constantly feeling. Will it ever go away? I thought to myself. Do I want it to go away? Some how the grieving brought me close to Mom in thought and spirit. It seems when we are at our lowest point, that the heart opens up wide to receive an answer.

I suddenly felt warmth surround me as my head laid on the desk. I opened my eyes and there

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