She glanced at her mother and noticed that the most beautiful butterfly she had ever seen had flown right in the window and landed on my grandmother's chest. My grandmother was too weak to notice it, but at that moment the most calm and peaceful feeling came over my mother. She knew somehow everything would be okay. It's now eight years later and my grandmother is still tickin'. But my mother knows the Angels heard her prayers and were with them that day.
Miracles do indeed happen.
I have many stories of miracles and Angelic interventions. My most recent was this past Sunday after having to put my dog to sleep. On the way home from the vets I asked God for a sign that my dog, Abbey, was in heaven. When I returned home I was very despondent and sat on my couch to cry. Through my tears I happened to look out my window, and there was a white butterfly flying right up to my second floor window.