One early December morning in 2013, I awoke from my deep sleep with a knowing that my beloved grandpa Frank had passed away. I had made plans a few weeks prior to say my farewell, booking a flight to go and see him in early January. But, that chance never came. Grandpa Frank had been sick and under hospice care, and I knew this his prognosis bleak. His light was dimming, and quickly.
My parents called that December morning to tell me that he had passed. My response: "Yes, I know." I explained to them that I awoke earlier that morning with the knowing that he had made his transition to the great beyond. We cried, and then I told them that I would come and meet them in Las Vegas the following day, and that we'd go on a road trip to Idaho together for his memorial service. During that phone call I also offered to do grandpa Frank's eulogy.
I was honored when my grandma Ellie agreed, and gave me her blessing to coordinate the memorial service for her late husband. I began to pack my bags for the trip and formulating my thoughts around what I would say during the eulogy. I had never done one before and I was nervous. I didn't want to let grandpa Frank down. He was a war veteran and a good man -- how could I put into words what this man meant to me and his family?
The morning that I was leaving to meet my parents in Las Vegas, I said a special prayer:
"Please God, give me strength to make it through this trip, the memorial service, and help me craft the eulogy that I am about to deliver."
Then, I had one final stop before driving to the airport: the mailbox. I walked over, inserted my key and peered inside to see a box from a subscription service that I received quarterly. It's often jammed with samples and items that I'll never use. But, something told me to take it inside and open the box. The first thing I noticed was a special necklace from the company "The Giving Keys." The concept is that you select and wear a necklace with a special word on it, and when you no longer need it, you give it to someone ... 'paying it forward.' Pretty snazzy, right? Well, it's even more remarkable when you realize that you said a prayer for strength and then a few minutes later you receive a necklace engraved with the very word on it (see photo).
I believe that grandpa Frank is often with me in spirit, and that he heard my prayer for strength that day. My necklace was a beautiful nudge and delivery from spirit, and one that I will forever cherish.