I don’t know if you believe in signs.  But I do.  A dream where your loved one stops in for a visit.  One tiny pumpkin.  A butterfly. Running into someone your heart needed to see.  Easy to pass off as coincidence.  But I think there’s more.  The thing is, you have to stop moving long enough to see them.  Stopping has been hard for me lately. It’s too easy to get overwhelmed. But I need to remember to breathe.  Starting today, I’ll make more of an effort to stop.  To watch the shape of the clouds, let the sun settle on my face, feel the breeze, see the pink splash across the sky as the sun sets.  Stop.  Breathe.  Look for the messages from my little angel.