07/24/2025
🐾 Mikayla’s Messages(Part 2)
Later that same day… I wasn’t planning to go into the gift shop.
I’d taken a wrong turn trying to find the bathroom at work and somehow ended up there instead.
Grief does that. It scrambles your brain and leads you places you never meant to go.
But maybe… you were meant to.
I was still heavy in my heart, thinking of Mikayla, asking her to guide me through this.
And there she was.
A small white ceramic dog sitting sweetly on a shelf… next to a box that read:
“Sending you the biggest hug.”
I froze.
The message. The timing. The quiet nudge to even walk in there in the first place - it was her.
Not a coincidence.
A continuation.
And as if that weren’t enough…
On my drive home, I was crying again.
That deep, aching kind of cry…
I said out loud,
“I just want to see you. Please. I miss you so much. Just let me see you again.”
Something told me to look up.
And right there in the sky, shaped perfectly in the clouds, was a dog’s face.
Her face.
She was listening.
She heard me.
She’s still here.
Not in body… but in every thread of love that ties us together.
And then I got home…
Owen had received a sympathy card from his friend…
But what caught my eye was what came with it:
A heart-shaped rock.
What nobody knew - what I hadn’t told a soul was that earlier that day, I had asked Mikayla for a very specific sign.
A heart-shaped rock.
But I was clear in my ASK:
“Make it subtle…not something I go searching for. Not a random one I convince myself is a sign. Just… unmistakable. Something that finds me.”
This rock wasn’t just shaped like a heart.
It was the sign.
When I texted the mom to thank her, I explained how deeply meaningful the rock was…She said her son had found that rock a week prior - right around the time Mikayla became injured.
They hadn’t thought much of it at the time.
But when he heard about Mikayla’s passing, he said:
“I know just the thing to give to Owen.”
He had no idea what it would mean.
But she did.
Even now.
Even still.
She finds a way to reach us.
