Ryan

I received this beautiful story from Jennifer about the ways her brother has communicated with her.  I love to hear these types of stories and no that some one needs to hear this story so they too can understand how their loved ones are trying to communicate with them.  Thank you so much Jennifer for sharing your story.

Ryan

My brother Ryan died in a car accident in September 2013. He was only 29 years old, and left behind a wife and two little daughters. We were all devastated, but he has shown us in little ways that he is still with us.

Ryan always loved dogs and wanted a husky. His wife did not like dogs and told him they would never have one. Personally, I think she may have relented at some point. But nevertheless, whenever I see a husky, I think of Ryan. The week after he died, I took my kids to their school which is located in a business complex. After my kids went inside, I saw some people getting out of their car with a husky! It would be unusual to see any kind of dog in this area, because it is just offices and such. But for the dog to actually be a husky was amazing. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I just watched them for awhile, and then I drove home, thankful for this miracle.

About 8 months later, all of Ryan’s family met at the cemetery in honor of what would have been Ryan’s 30^th birthday. Afterwards, we had a picnic at a park. I only noticed one person walking dogs while we were there. And you guessed it, they were huskies. Ryan was letting us know he was there with us.

Another thing that happened was that the week after we got home from Ryan’s funeral, I was driving through a shopping center, I saw a big truck that said “Ryan Mechanical Co. - Plumbing Services.” As soon as I passed it I realized that it was Ryan saying hi to me. I wished I had taken a picture. The very next day, I was at my kids’ school which is 30 minutes away in another city, and a big truck was parked out front. It was “Ryan Mechanical Co.” again! I was so distracted by the truck the whole time I was there because I couldn’t believe the coincidence. But of course it wasn’t a coincidence. I think Ryan just wanted me to know he was there. In the year and a half since then, I have never seen another one of those trucks.

I am so grateful for the little indicators that our deceased loved ones are still aware of us and still with us.