As you MAY have read, I just lost my younger brother suddenly and my heart has been trying to process. It has been waves of emotion, constant wonder, seeking signs…a need to know and understand that he is okay and in a better place.

I have always been closest to him—his big sister, the one he confided in, called when he needed a lift or just to know someone was there who cared. So, I have been seeking signs and needing to know he is there and knows I care.

Scotty had a beautiful friend who had been in his life for a few years. He loved this woman and they were dear friends. She had her own journey and various personal problems, so their relationship would always be very close FRIENDS. That broke my brother’s heart a bit, but they remained very close best friends. Her name was Michele. Michele was not able to make it to my family’s funeral for my brother, so she has been spending time with the family this past week in Utah.

Me & Michele have been texting different experiences, moments, reminders, signs, etc. She went to get a tattoo that says Let Go and Let God with a purple butterfly. It was sweet. After she got her tattoo she sent me a pic of her new tattoo & then a screen shot of her clock that said 2:22. She sent a text and said, “Your brother always had a thing with numbers.” The numbers jumped out at me!! I instantly texted her that the number 222 that was the number that Pam Grout and her daughter would always see and became their heavenly sign. Pam always talks about the number with Taz.

Then, I received another text from Michele when she was with Scott’s daughter & his daughter looked at her phone at 2:22. What!?! Then, as my little family was a a kite fest yesterday and my daughter looked at her phone and it was 2:22. We looked at each other, “Woah.”

So, needless to say, I was curious about the numbers 222. I googled its meaning and it mentioned angel numbers. AGAIN….what!?! It was a beautiful gift to think that there are certain numbers that could be little messages from the other side—to give hope, to help comfort, to ease the pain of loss. It was so beautiful to read some of the articles and the meanings. I screen shot some of the pages and sent them to Michele. She was so grateful. It was a gift to both of us. We knew Scotty was trying to connect with us.

Then, after the kite fest, my little family sat down and watched AGT. We have not watched that show in almost 2 years (since moving to Oregon), so we thought it would be a fun change. We watched the first episode and the final act was a gorgeous choir from Africa. They began their song and instantly we knew it was Nightbirde’s song. She had been on the last season (2021) that we had seen and we embraced her and her fight. I had told my brother about her and he sent me a text when he heard that she had died. The world was saddened at her loss, so it was such a beautiful tribute that this group gave her.

See it here

It was wonderful to finish the night with such a beautiful song. It was wonderful to associate my brother with Nightbirde and know she was being remembered in such a sweet way. I knew my brother was smiling at another connection that reminded me of him.

Love you, Scotty. Thank you for the signs and sings 😉 We will keep looking for you in all we do. xoxo