My Personal Angel Penny Story
is my personal Angel penny story. My son Steve died on August 24, 2001.
He was only 18 years old. After his death I felt, and sometimes still
do, every overwhelming emotion a parent can feel when their best friend
and child dies...
A few days after Steve's death when I felt like I could actually move again. I drove to the local convenience store feeling so numb, alone, and completely lost in grief. After purchasing the items I came to buy. I walked out of the convenience store, and looked on the ground by my car. I saw a penny, bent over to pick it up, and put the penny in my pocket. As I stood up and scanned the parking lot area, laying all over the parking lot were scattered pennies. As I walked around and picked up penny after penny. I ended up, literally, stuffing both pockets of my jeans completely full of pennies. I can't even begin to adequately describe the awesome wonder I felt as I picked up Angel penny after Angel penny. I drove home took the pennies out of my pocket and had almost six dollars in pennies that I had picked up from the convenience store parking lot. I never had before, nor have I since that day ever seen so many pennies laying on the ground of any parking lot. My Angel tossed some pennies from heaven just to cheer me up...
I found a penny today lying on the ground. But it's not just a penny, this little coin I've found.
Found pennies come from heaven, that's what my Grandpa told me. He said Angels toss them down. How I love that story.
He said when an Angel misses you, they toss a penny down; Sometimes just to cheer you up, to make a smile out of your frown.
So, don't pass by that penny when you're feeling blue. It may be a penny from heaven that an Angel's tossed to you.
"It is good to remember that the tea kettle, although up to its neck in hot water, continues to sing."