Grandma is Home

From: Wendy  (martek@sbcglobal.net)
Story type: Angel
Location: my aunts back yard
Source: Form Submission

I was raised by my grandparents and were very close to them,so I called them Ma and Pa just like my aunts and uncles did.The night before my grandma died,my 2 sons and I went to see her,right before we were going to leave, she grabbed my hand and said to me"You know I have always loved you and I will take care of you even when I'm gone".On the day we burried her,we went to my aunts house for the gathering,I looked up on the electric line and seen a red cardinal sitting there watching us.I said to my aunt "Ma's favorite bird was a cardinal right?" and she said"Yes,why?" I pointed up to the line and it was like everything went silent for a moment,even my cousins baby who was screaming her lungs out stopped crying and looked up at the bird.I said to everyone" Ma made it home and she's here to tell us she's ok."To this day I sometimes feel her hand on my left shoulder,like she used to do when she walked in the back of me when she was alive.I also have dreams about her and Pa.It's as if they are still with me.