The Penny Story
Some of my readers will know that my Mom passed away May 12th of this year and that will make it five months on the very same day that I go on the cruise.
A few years ago, when I read Ann Landers occasionally, someone wrote in telling a story about a penny. It appears that someone close to her had recently died and she was having difficulty coping. This lady felt that she needed some sign from God that it was okay to go on with her life and not be sad all the time. She related how one day she found a shiny penny and took this as a sign that her life should go on, and be positive. I took this story as with others I read, with a grain of salt, the pessimist in me said, "yeh right, give me a break"...
Ann Landers received a lot of follow up letters to that story from other people who had exactly the same experience with a penny. I haven't thought of this story in years, it was buried in the recesses of my memory.
When I went on my road trip in Germany with my friend, we were sitting in a cafe and talking about my Mom. Petra had been in Canada four years previously and we had taken Mom on a trip to Nova Scotia together and we were reminiscing. I told her how very sad I was that my Mom couldn't be on this trip with us and how much she would enjoy it. I also told her that I felt incredibly sad and guilty that I was having fun without her.
We finished our coffee and got ready to leave. As I bend down to retrieve my handbag, at my feet lay a penny.