I first heard the story of dimes while sitting in my hairstylist’s chair getting my hair cut.
From what she (Mary) told me, I gather that dimes are used by loved ones who have passed to signal you, give you a message of some sort.
I’ve had a lot of people pass on in my life and hadn’t really noticed an influx of finding dimes. I told Mary this and she shrugged and relayed a story of how many dimes she’d found after her mother died. I didn’t disbelieve the phenomenon but I also didn’t totally believe it. I suppose I was neutral about the whole thing.
The next few days I went about my business as usual … with an exception. I kept finding dimes in the oddest of places where dimes hadn’t and shouldn’t have been.
One example happened at a clients office. I placed some paperwork on what I thought was an empty surface in order to review all with my client. When I picked up the last page there sat a dime. What???
Was this coincidence? Was I just taking more notice of things since the story? Or was someone long gone signalling me? Those are the questions still swirling in my mind. Something to think about. Right!!
Until the next time.
Definitely something to think about … one would hope our loved ones are watching over us …I too have never found dimes although our family was always tight about money !! Lol!! But I have had other little reminders of my parents in favourite birds at odd places and rainbows even while watering my garden with the hose which reminds me of my dad . At times like these I would like to think they are with me and are helping me cope with day to day life. A lovely topic this week Christine…I am enjoying your topics …great writing !👏🏻👏🏻🥰