My son was diagnosed with a disease at the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic. Before his diagnosis, I was alone, worried, and overthinking. One day I heard a voice. At first, it said, “He is very sick.” I responded out loud that I knew he was. Then I heard, “Everything will be alright.”
I was not sure if I was hearing my own thoughts or if it was someone else’s voice. I did not recognize the voice but knew it could not be me because I wouldn’t say the word “alright”; I would say OK instead.

For the last 4 years, I have thought about that voice as my son got worse. And only this week did I think that maybe it was my mother’s voice. After the realization that maybe it was her comforting me from heaven, I started finding pennies everywhere. So I asked her, “Mom, if that was your voice, please send me a penny.” As soon as I said it, I thought that so many people drop pennies all the time. How could I really know it came from her? So I left it up to the Universe. I started to look everywhere for a penny, then forgot about it.

My husband and I went to dinner at a local sports bar. When we were taken to our table, the entire table was covered in pennies!

I got my answer. Thank you, Mom!

BTW, my son has shown some small improvements, too. Thank you, thank you, thank you!