I've started many times to come to this thread, but of course I knew it would mean tears. So I've given myself some time to cry and get it out of my system so I could share.

With my Keisha it was a terrible traumatic death that she endured. As most of you know she died of bloat. It was the most horrific death I could have seen and to this day tears me up to think about it. For the longest time I blamed myself but then one night (a couple years after her death) I had a wonderful dream.
I dreamed that Mark and I were in the living room and all of a sudden she was sitting there in front of his chair. I asked him if he could see her and he said he could. It was like we were communicating without talking. She just came to let me know not to keep blaming myself, that she was happy and with her brother at the bridge. It was one of the most peaceful dreams I've ever had. I woke up smiling and feeling better than I'd felt in a long time.

Now with Angus it's been very different.
To me he's visited me through Bon (of course I swear he sent this goofy boy to us, he was born 3 months to the day before Angus was put to sleep). And through the many friends we have by their gifts. They've seemed to come at different times through the last couple of years, to me as a reminder that he will always be with us. And then there was the calendar that I had submitted his picture to. It came exactly a year almost to the day after he was gone. There are many more little things but those are the biggest.

I think they just want us to know they are here with us in any way they can.