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I almost missed my great aunt's funeral today.  I'm so glad I didn't because I would have missed so much more...

I was sweeping and mopping and sweating up a storm, when my mom called.  "Are you coming to Aunt Nadine's funeral?"  Oh No!  I was so behind on household chores because we had been in and out for the last few days for my husband's uncle's funeral.

I knew Aunt Nadine had passed away.  Momma called me somewhere between Prescott and El Dorado and told me.

I remember Aunt Nadine. She had a real pretty smile.

So I told my mom that I wasn't going to make it and she was very disappointed.  I apologized and we hung up the phone.  I rushed around and finished the chores I had started and called Mom right back.  "What church is it? I'll meet you there."

I jumped in the shower.

I realized on the way to the church that I had underestimated my travel time.  The difference between 10 and 20 minutes made a big difference.  So I had to rush into the church and find Momma.  

Apparently, Aunt Nadine was a very religious person.  Well, I haven't seen much of her over the years.  Just a couple times here and there.   But the preacher said so, so that's probably true.  

I'm not a religious person.  Well...a spiritual person, certainly.  

I left the funeral with Mom and Aunt Kay and went to the cemetery for the burial.  The ground was soft and the ladies shoes pressed thru the soft grass into the dark soil beneath.  I met cousins and cousins galore!  And as soon as the ceremony was over I realized that I had lost a diamond earring.  "Dad Gummit!  I just got these. I've only worn them twice."

So I began retracing my steps.  I read the tombstones and tried to weave through the exact path I had taken to the gravesite.  There wasn't much chance of me finding it.  Aunt Kay caught up with me and we reminded each other to look for anything sparkly. Then she said. "Say a little prayer.  The lord answers prayers about little things too.  Not just the big things."  I smiled and said, "Is this a lesson?" and then I laughed and hugged her.  But we didn't find the earring.

Instead I went to lunch with Mom and a cousin and on my way out of town, I decided to stop and make one more pass through the cemetery.  I had errands to run, but decided to take the time for one more chance at finding it.  I pulled into the cemetery and began retracing my steps again.  This time I really looked hard.  No one was now so I had time to walk around my great aunts gravesite and look for anything sparkly.  I found a straight pin.  I thought it was a sign so I picked it up and held it.  As I wondered back through the headstones, I stopped and thought of what Aunt Kay said about "the little things".  I stopped and prayed right there and thought, if I open my eyes and I can see it from where I'm standing, I'll know it's a miracle...  

 I walked back to the car and before I got there my phone rang. It was Mom. "Your cousin thinks she has your earring."  What? Belly laugh  

I went to retrieve it from my cousin and told her what had happened.  I'm still not sure which aunt, uncle or cousin actually found it, but I heard they found it by the front door of the church.  It's all so coincidental.  I like to think of it as my own little miracle.  Thanks Aunt Nadine.




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