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February 21, 2019

Signs From My Son: Is It Really You?

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Signs From My Son: Is It Really You?
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They all say you’re with me… they say you haven’t left me, you have merely taken on another form.

But I don’t see you; I don’t smell you, I don’t hear you, I don’t feel you.

Look for the signs, they say.

What signs? What do I look for? Where do I look? How do I know it will be from you?

Your absence is so present and looking for you, trying to find you, see you, hear you, feel you, has become my all-consuming daily reality.

I feel like I am stuck in a maze.

I’m lost and searching. It’s you I’m searching for.

I talk to you, but can you hear me?

I think of you, but can you see me?

I dream of you, but is it just a dream?

Or is it really you?

Less than four months after your death, I take a bold step and speak to a medium.

All I want is to know, that I know, that you are ok.

My Son Died, But He Is Still Here

It’s you! You speak to me through her, and it can only be you.

Only you would say those things, only you would know those things, only you…. but is it you?

Then she says – you will see his face in the sky.

And now… I look up.

All I do is look up hoping to find you. Hoping to see you… but will I?

How can you appear to me in the sky?

I believe it will happen, but the skeptic in me takes over, and I feel disillusioned once again.

Where are you? 

And then it happened. It was August 13th, a Monday afternoon.

On my drive home from work, I noticed the most unusual cloud formation in the sky. It was there the whole way home, during a windy winter afternoon.

It never moved, it did not blow away.

I arrived home, and took a photograph of the clouds with my phone and went inside.

Two days later I looked at the photo I took and then I saw it.

There it was… your face – Jordan’s face in the sky.  

Just think about this for a minute… the synchronicity that was at play on that day.

I noticed the cloud, I took a photo of it at the right time (5:33 pm), and the photo was perfect.

August is a windy month in South Africa.

How could that cloud stay intact whilst the August winds howled through the sunset sky?

Had I moved a little more to the right, or further down, I would have missed it.

I would not have captured your face.

Now I know… now I know you are with me, you do see me, you do hear me. You have not left me.

You have just taken on another form.

Signs From Heaven: Receiving Signs From My Baby Who Died

There really are signs.

They are real.

They are from you. And there have been so many.

Now I look back, and I believe.

The grasshoppers you sent me, the heart-shaped clouds, the rainbows, the songs, the visitation in my dream, the owls… so many signs, but the one I treasure the most is your precious face in the sky.

Who would believe I would capture a photograph of you, after you were gone.

Photo Credit: Author’s own

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About the Author: Stella is a grieving mother who lost her youngest son to suicide in April 2018. Having faced many challenges in her life, nothing could have prepared her for the journey that lay ahead. She is not only a grieving mother but is trying her best to function in life as a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a friend, an employee, a colleague, a boss, and, last but not least, an authentic, true version of her new self.
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  1. Julie Klayko says

    May 9, 2019 at 8:38 am

    Thank you for sharing your sign showing your son’s face in the clouds. It made my day! I, too, have received signs just like this that let me know without a shadow of doubt that my son is with me, just in another form. Too many to mention here, but one similar to yours was when I saw his face in my mirror. It’s exactly him. The sun was shining through the window in my bedroom and something told me to take a photo of my mirror from my cell phone. Seconds later, I took another photo. The first photo was hazy but sure enough and crystal clear, is my son’s face. The second photo is completely clear. If I wouldn’t have received a sign to take the photo at that exact time, I would have missed. it. Another day in my bedroom while standing in front of the same mirror, I received a vision. I was in another place where time stood still, but probably just for merely seconds, and saw a beautiful stream with brilliant glistening water. There was no sun but I was in the brightest light I have ever seen. I remember seeing trees on the bank of the stream and experiencing the greatest feeling of love I have ever experienced. I remember thinking that I never wanted the beauty, brightness, and that feeling to end. The feeling was incredible and the only way I can describe it is that I never wanted it to end. My son passed away in June 2017 from Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia at age 33. I don’t like to refer to him as deceased, because I feel he is alive, just in another from.

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    • bikerbarbi says

      April 1, 2020 at 10:40 am

      I’m just a step mom who raised a son whom someone else gave birth to. But I am feeling all these overwhelming feelings and want him to give me a sign, come to me in my dreams and give me a hug. The kind my deceased grandmother and friend gave to me soon afte they passed. This hurts beyond what I have ever ever felt before. Feb 20, 2020…I still cry every day. 35 yrs old to Ewing’s Sarcoma of the Brain. I am still angry. It hurts.

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  2. Cindy says

    July 19, 2019 at 4:37 am

    Thank you for that ….. my son didn’t get to celebrate his 16th BIRTHDAY on the 11th April this year as he also left me last year September 28th…… its the most heartwrenching journey to travel everyday as he was and still will always be my only and eldest son. Your story gives me hope to keep looking for signs of my son around me. God bless you ANGEL mum

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  3. Viviana says

    July 19, 2019 at 7:35 am

    This story placed a smile on my face to know I am not allow when seeing the signs from heaven. Thank you for sharing.

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