This feather is a gift from an angel. It's one of the many gifts
and signs my son has sent to me since he died. I want to share
the story of this gift and all the others, in the hope that they
will bring to you peace and hope in your loss. For if my angels
are still close enough to me to send comfort and love, yours is also.
So many people have sent this poem since they viewed this
page, I believe it is another sign from my angels,
so I'm adding it here. Thank you to all who sent it.
This is an angel feather,
It's from your guardian angel,
Each time you almost stumble, The first gift/sign I recieved from Jamie, was only three days after his death.
Ducks? Yes ducks! Jamie was known for his teasing and for The next gift from my angels arrived on August 12 1998, exactly
My next gift was purely from Ashley. I had just returned
This gift was one of the most remarkable ones that Jamie
And now we come to this feather. It's arrival was
On Nov. 13 1999, Jamie's brother, our son Michael
was married. Jamie sent another sign to let us know
he was there. Michael had wanted Jamie to be his
best man, but of course, that couldn't happen now,
or could it? When Michael and his bride to be, Rhonda,
lit the unity candle together, as they turned back
to the minister, the candle went out! Not good!
Suddenly, it relit itself with a very large flame.
Many of the guests that day witnessed this. Jamie
did indeed "stand in" for his brother and was there
to share in his joy.
On March 28, 2000, I gave a speech at a Candlelighting
Service for Victims of Violence. It was one of the
windiest days of the year, with winds of 30-45mph.
We lit the candles, or tried to, at the end of
the ceremony. Of course, the candles wouldn't stay
lit..none of them but mine. My candle burned with a
big flame and the wind could not blow it out! I had
been so nervous. I have never spoken in public, or
not in a very long time. I have alot of fear of
public speaking and it took all the courage I could
find to do this. I know that Jamie was keeping his
hands around that candle flame to let me know he was
there and thankful for what I had done for him,
because it was done for him and no other reason.
Many people saw this candle and marveled over it.
Jamie proved to many people that night that our loved
ones are still with us. Thank you Jamie. I'm glad you
enjoyed the speech. To read the speech visitTestimonial
Coincidences? There is no such thing. A coincidence is God working This little Dove of Peace flies from site to site.
sent from God above,
to serve as a reminder,
of his gracious love.
that God himself assigned to you,
And fell out in his struggles,
as he protected you.
Each time you nearly fall,
Remember to,
Thank God and his angels,
for answering your call.
It was on Friday morning, the day of his viewing and the day before his funeral.
I was leaving my house with my sister, going to go take care ofa few more
arrangements. We stopped at the end of my driveway, and I got out
to pick up
the mail. As I walked to the mailbox, I looked down, and laying at the end of
the driveway, was one of those cardboard deodorizers, but this one was the
picture you see above. I had been so agonized at the thought of Jamie dying
alone and then laying alone for a day and a half until I found him. My sister
had been telling me that the Angels had been with Jamie and gathered him
in their wings the moment he died. She told me that also because God
understands how much our loved ones physical form means to us, that the
Angels had stood guard over his body until I could find him. I have no doubt
that Jamie and God, placed this particular picture precisely where I would find
it, to assure me that the Angels had indeed been with Jamie during his death
and until I could come and take care of my child again. 
always trying to get a smile from people. He was always
trying to cheer you if you were down. The next gift/sign
from Jamie(and I am sure Ashley was in on this one also),
was just a few weeks after the first. I had gone out to
the cemetary to visit with him. I was very depressed and
still so totally disbelieving of my son being gone. Jamie
is buried on a hill overlooking a large pond. There are
of course, ducks and geese there. As I was going around
the road to his resting place, I had to stop because the
ducks were in the road and would not move. That was just
the beginning of the fun for Jamie and Ashley. The more
I tried to shoo these ducks, the more they were "mobbing"
me for food! Finally, I got them out of the way and drove
on up and parked. However, Jamie and the ducks weren't
finished with me yet. Standing at his grave, I could hear
them quacking and it was getting closer. I glanced toward
the pond, and here comes the whole mob of ducks, up over
the hill, quacking and waddling their way toward me! I
started smiling and just shook my head. They all stopped
a few sites away, and politely and quietly, waited for me
to finish my visit. As soon as I turned to leave tho, they
started toward me, quacking away. They met me and followed
me back to my truck. Now normally I would not have had
anything to feed them, but it just so happened that I had
some bits and pieces of bread, rolls...that I had cleaned
out of my freezer and was taking to throw away. I fed them
and left, knowing that Jamie was laughing and telling Ashley
what a good joke he pulled on me. It was exactly the kind of
thing he would have pulled to get a smile. I know he was
trying to cheer me up, as he always did, and you know what?
It worked!
3 months after Jamie's death and 4 days before my birthday. It was
around 12:30 pm
and I had just sent an email
to my neice,
Jamie's cousin, telling her how much I dreaded this upcoming birthday.
My
dogs were outside in the fenced in yard.
They started barking
insistently, so I went
out to see why
they were barking. I could see something in a tree
on the
edge our
backyard, but I couldn't make out what it was.
I walked down to it, and then just
stopped in
total amazement. In the tree were 3 mylar (silver
foil)
Happy Birthday
balloons. I don't know how long I stood there just
looking up in
that tree, but
eventually, I went and got a pole long
enough to reach them and
pull them down.
They were old,
scratched and half deflated, but they were the most beautiful gift
Jamie had ever given me. I still have them of course
and they will always be
another of my "angel treasures".
from a very draining session with my therapist. I was
sitting in my rocker in the den, staring at Jamie's photo
on the mantle. Something I had spent a great deal of time
doing since his death. The phone rang and I answered it.
A young girl said, "Hi!" Caught off guard, I said hi back
to her. She then gave a little giggle and said, "Can we
come over to play a while?" By this time I'm sure it's a
wrong number, so I gently asked her who this was. She
replied, "Ashley." Not thinking anything of it at the time,
I just told her she had the wrong number. She kind of giggled
again, said OK very cheerfully and hung up. As I sat there
thinking about it, I decided to get up and look at the caller
ID. It was a local number and the name was J.K. McCombs. Since
I know most, if not all of the McCombs in town, I was puzzled,
because I didn't recognize this one. Then, I started to wonder,
J?(Jamie)K?(Karen-me) Ashley??!! I waited until my husband
came home and I told him about it. He did not recognize the
name either. He asked if I had called the number back, and I
hadn't but I wasn't sure why. Just a strange reluctance to do
so. A day or two later, I did call the number and got a
recording that this was a number no longer in service. To this
day, I wonder about this call and if I missed a chance somehow.
has sent to me. Last fall(1998) on a day when I was having
a very difficult day, I went outside to walk my dogs(on
their leashes). The yard was full of birds, as always,
since I feed them and have been for years. There were of
course many doves among the birds. Doves are very shy and
as soon as I open the door, they are gone. This time, one
dove flew to the birdbath and just sat there. The dogs saw
it and were trying to pull me up there. They got to within
a few feet of it, and all the time I'm thinking it will fly
any second. Well, it didn't. So I put the dogs in the fence
and walked back toward the birdbath, expecting the dove to
fly, it didn't. I walked closer and she just sat and
watched me, and kept flinching like she wanted to fly. I
walked right up to her and reached toward her, she hunkered
down and flinched like she was going to take off, then just
stopped and kind of eased back up. I reached out and stroked
her wing, THEN she flew off. This was a wild dove, and
healthy. It was like someone was telling her(against her
instincts) to just hold still, that she was in no danger.
The dove?, well it was a Mourning Dove.
not in any spectacular way. I was sitting on the
deck on a lovely fall afternoon, Oct 25, 1999,
just enjoying God's creation. I was feeling peaceful
after several very hard weeks. I was sitting with my
head leaned back looking up through the branches of
an old oak tree next to the deck. I noticed a feather
floating down. It landed a few feet away. I went over
and picked it up and it was just as you see in the
picture above. It is also a feather from a Mourning Dove,
although no one I've asked has ever seen a dove feather
with a heart on it.I wondered why Jamie would send this
gift at that time, since I was doing pretty well and most
of his gifts came during difficult times for me. (Not that
I wasn't absolutely thrilled to get it!) I soon found out
why it was sent, when a few days later I recieved a phone
call at 3 AM. My dad is in a nursing home and they were
calling to tell me he was very ill, and had been sent to
the hospital. The next few days were very hard.
Jamie sent that to let me know that no matter how hard it
got, death is not the end. After all the dove is a symbol
of Peace and a heart is a symbol of Love. How can I doubt?
in disguise.
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