Unlike a lot of people, though, I've never
believed that our guardian angels are loved ones who've passed on. But I may be
rethinking that ...
SO many times as I've faced a
"situation" or felt down, I've found a penny on the ground. And I've
ALWAYS picked it up because "Find a penny; Pick it up; All the day you'll
have good luck." My father was always finding pennies and every time I
find a penny I think of him and think he left that penny for me, or maybe
guided me to it.
Seriously. And it doesn't even matter if the
day's outcome was ultimately positive. What matters is the reassurance that I'm
being looked after and that I'm loved.
