Sisters are Forever

"IS MY SISTER, IRENE, TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING"?    That was the thought that ran through my head when I saw my name, DOLORES MARIE, jump up from a grave marker near where Irene was to be buried.  I stopped in my tracks and after this jolt, looked down at the grave marker to reread it.  In small words, was engraved, "Sister Marie Dolores".  Irene was my big sister.  She lived over 230 miles away from me in Pa. and we would talk often via phone.  We did not need to speak to know what the other one was thinking.

 Irene suffered a stroke several months ago and passed away in the hospital shortly afterward.  This was just months after our beloved brother, Joe, died.  Irene had said at that time; Who would be next?, not realizing that she was going to be called HOME shortly after.  Both were in their 80's and lived full lives.

I have been blessed with good health and my recent check up showed all was well with me.  What was Irene trying to tell me?  At the celebration of her life after the funeral, I joked with some of my relatives about what I saw at the cemetery.  The thought would not go away that Irene was trying to get a message through to me, but, still I wanted to confirm this thought.

We had discussions about lottery tickets over the years.  I rarely, if ever, win anything over the cost of the ticket.  She, on the other hand, would purchase scratch off lottery ticket, when she needed money to pay a bill and so many times, she would win enough money to pay her bill.  Hmmm, I thought...............just maybe.................she would let me know from Heaven that SHE WAS TRYING TO GET A MESSAGE THROUGH TO ME via a scratch off lottery ticket. 

I tend not to jump to conclusions and have a habit of double checking my thoughts and actions.

We stopped to fill up my gas tank prior to returning to New York.  While my Grandson, filled up the gas tank, I told him that I was going to purchase a lottery ticket.  I said that if I won anything more than $5.00 that I was going to make an appointment to see my primary Dr. when I returned home.

I WON $100.00.

My Dr. smiled as I told him what I had experienced.  He examined me and found nothing to warrant concern.  BUT, after all of these years as his patient, he knew of my belief in Spiritual messages.  He did not share this belief but respected me.  To ease my mind, he said that he would order an ultra sound of my carotid artery.  I did not have any symptoms of a problem and so we both thought that the ultra sound would show nothing out of the ordinary.  BUT IRENE HAD WANTED ME TO DO SOMETHING...........................

The test results showed that I had a 90% blockage of the carotid artery and required surgery.  The results were not what my Dr. and I expected.  He scheduled an appointment for me with a vascular surgeon.  Since I was symptom free, the surgeon ordered additional testing since he said that there could have been an error with the ultra sound.  The additional testing, confirmed the 90% blockage and surgery was scheduled. 

My primary Dr. has told me more than once, that because of my experience, he has made some changes in his practice.

Thank you, IRENE.

I have a sister, Marie.  She lives in Pa. and she visits the cemetery often.  Her curiosity, after I had told her about the grave marker, prompted her to look at it.  She called me shortly after.  She had asked me if I had looked at the grave marker next to the one that prompted me to see my Dr.  I replied that I had not.  The grave marker next to the one that I saw was , "SISTER IRENE".