Dimes And Pennies From Heaven

There are many stories on the internet about dimes and pennies from heaven, and we’ve had several experiences of our own.

In 2007, my mother had been in and out of the hospital for heart issues and my parents decided to move closer to Diana, who by this time was a registered nurse and was living close to Hershey, PA. My parents sold their house in Scranton and in October of 2007, they moved into their new house in Jonestown, PA.

On February 27, 2008, my mother passed away in her sleep. It was a shock to all of us as we had talked to the night before to check up on her, and she had sounded fine. Prior to her death she was hospitalized and nearly died when she was given blood pressure medication that caused her to “bottom out.” My sisters and I all rushed to the hospital to be with her, and it was scary watching her lying in the bed.

The following morning my brother arrived, and the five of us went to the hospital to check on our mother. She was sitting in a chair across from my father, chatting away with him as if nothing had happened the day before. We were all relieved to see that she was okay. It wasn’t long afterward that she passed away.

Immediately after my mother’s death, my siblings and I began to find dimes in the strangest places. It’s not unusual to find coins lying around now and then, but we constantly kept finding dimes. I remember one night in particular I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed and, as I often did, I was talking to my mother and telling her that I wished she was still with us. When I went back into my bedroom and pulled back the covers on my bed, there was a dime sitting right next to my pillow.

A few months after my mother passed away, my father was diagnosed with leukemia. My siblings and I often said that if anything happened to our mother, our father would not want to stay behind without her. My father took my mother’s death very hard, and he would often sit in the recliner where she died and stare out the window deep in thought. Since Diana and David lived so close, they would go over and spend time with my father every day. My other sisters and I lived several hours away, but we would go and visit him as often as possible.

My father’s leukemia diagnosis came about three months before his 81^st birthday, so we planned a special birthday celebration for him. His birthday was in August, so it was the perfect time of year to plan a family get-together. We made his favorite food, and apple pie just like my mother used to make. I think we all knew that his 81^st birthday would be the last one we would get to celebrate with him.

By Christmas of 2008, the leukemia had taken its toll on my father. Diana and David spent a great deal of time at his house but he slept almost all day and it was no longer safe for him to live in the house alone. My siblings and I made arrangements for him to go into hospice care on December 29, 2008, and on January 3, 2009 he passed away.

Right after my father passed away, the pennies started coming just like the dimes came after my mother passed away. One day I was at the supermarket and I just happened to look down at the floor. There at my feet was a dime and penny right next to each other. I took that as a sign that wherever they were, my parents were together once again.

To this day, all of us continue to find dimes and pennies in odd places.