[This story features a video of the sun morphing into an angel and images in clouds.]
On November 2, 2017, our Noah would have been 17 years old. It was hard to comprehend that almost three years had passed since he left us to mingle with stardust and sunshine. That was how I imagined him, free and flowing in the vastness of the universe, sending stardust and sunshine our way to let us know he was near.
As I completed the first draft of Noah's story in my book, it felt bittersweet. The memories of the past several years mingled with awe and sorrow, tears and joy. Oh what a journey this has been. Not one anyone could envy and yet I have received the most awe inspiring signs along the way; touching me to my very core.
On that first birthday Noah spent in heaven, when he would have been 15, the most glorious rainbow appeared over our subdivision - seen by many including Sam, but not by Scott or myself. We took it on faith that it was by all accounts one of the most beautiful double rainbows many had ever seen. Our lesson was faith that year. Faith that even though we could no longer see Noah's physical presence, like the magnificent rainbow, his energy flowed all around us.
On his 16 birthday, we received a message of hope. Just before that day, the most amazing orange, gold clouds descended over our house. The day turned golden! In the photograph I took from my doorstep, I was tearful to note the word HOPE written in the burnished clouds. They looked like a river of molten golden flowing through the sky. And into my heart.
I had just received the most amazing information a few weeks prior to this sighting - Noah's story had inspired the donation of $100,000 to Ewing sarcoma research. Research that was being done by the lab of one of Noah's former oncologists! With gold being the color of childhood cancer awareness ribbons, the clouds were a very symbolic message indeed.
To celebrate Noah's 17th birthday, I enlisted the services of an editor who, through a series of synchronicities, had appeared upon my path. Without doubt, I believe our meeting was inspired - only days after committing to her services, I received a sixteen leaf clover. I took that as confirmation that I was stepping in the right direction.
The week leading up to his birthday, I spent the morning on the beach, enjoying the radiant fall day with a friend. The sun was luminous and the water sparkled in glittering patterns. I was inspired to take several photographs and the video below. Noting the sun had interesting rays around it, I was stunned to discover what the video revealed. Take a look:
The sun appeared to unfold wings and a halo descended. Truly, it looked like an angel to this weary soul! An angel from above with a pure pink halo - pink is symbolic of unconditional love. So this birthday present from our boy was Love.
A gift of Faith, Hope and Love in the last three years. Astounding messages from the divine and my boy that we are all infinitely loved and connected.
Here is a still shot of the angel:
And another photo from that day:
As I completed the first draft of my boy's earthly story, I had a feeling of sadness not wanting it to be over - fourteen years was not enough. As my dear Noah's 17th birthday arrived, I was feeling his hand in mine.
May the sun glimmer in your eyes and the cosmos light your way, my boy in blue. Love you 'till the stars and moon collide and we meet on the other side.
Where we go from here is anyone's guess! But our boy has a lot of stardust and sunbeams in his tool box. His magic flows all around, showing us all that he's not done yet. Not by a long shot. I can't wait to see where he leads me next.
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