I believe in a Higher Power which I believe is God. However, I tend to have difficulty in absolute faith ... I want to see proof of some kind. This is were the "rest of the story" continues from my conversation with my Dad in the spring of 2000.
My Dad passed away on April 6, 2003, just before I decided to move to Nova Scotia and become involved in the natural gas distribution project. I was actually staying at the Westin when I received the call from my brother. It was a Sunday evening, just after 6:00 pm when my brother called to say Dad graduated (passed on). I was actually happy for Dad. He was 77 and the last year of his life was not fun.
I went home to Regina and then the farm the next day. Everything happened so fast. Because I am the oldest in the family, my Mom wanted me to help with Dad's arrangements. During that week, before the funeral, the family did a lot of talking and one of the conversations we had was the "pennies from heaven" story: That is, when you find a penny, it is a way for someone that you know who is in Heaven to say hi and it is there way to send you message that everything will be OK.
We all decided to place a bag of pennies in Dad's casket, just to make sure he didn't have an excuse not to make contact with us. I remembered my 2000 conversation with Dad. I wanted to make it difficult for Dad, so I placed a toonie with the pennies. I have found a lot of pennies in my life but never a loonie or a toonie.
After the funeral, I struggled with a decision on whether or not I should move to Nova Scotia. I prayed for an answer and I talked to Dad. In May 2003, after Dad's celebration, I had to travel to Nova Scotia to meet with some government officials regarding a highway crossing project. I met officials from the city and province at a restaurant that was close to the job site. As we met for lunch, I accidentally looked down at the floor and seen a toonie. I picked it up and never thought much about this event until that evening.
I was on my way to a 12 Step meeting, when it HIT ME. I found a toonie ... was this Dad saying it was OK to make a big move? I got "goose bumps" the size of mosquito bites! I knew it was. I moved to Nova Scotia and am extremely grateful for the opportunity. The past 4 years has been a engineer's dream project. The people I work with are second to none; they are family and I am honoured to work with them!
Dad ... I am looking for another sign. Will I be OK? I am scared. Please come visit me in my dreams and give me a hug. I love you.
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