I got a sign from Eugene yesterday. While I was typing in the sunroom yesterday, a strong and beautiful scent of roses filled the room. I wondered, where are these roses coming from, we have a hibiscus in here, but it's *definitely* roses. Well, I had opened the windows and ....right outside the windows (and I forgot, cause this never happened before), we just recently planted a few rose bushes.

I remember my sister saying *many* years ago when I got her a water globe with a rose in it, "my prayer has been answered". Then she went on to explain, that if you smell or recieve roses, it's a message from St. Teresa that your prayer has been answered. And she really felt this was her sign.

Whether it's true not, I remembered that when I smelled the roses. Upon remembering that, I can't help believing it *is* a sign. My prayer that Eugene would let me know he's safe has been answered. He just did...Funny thing, shortly after I got done typing, the scent had subsided and I didn't smell the roses anymore...the wind must have shifted. I also saw Eugene in a dream yesterday, he looked very well, I dreamt slightly of him the night before, but this time more vivid. I always look for that *dream* after losing a loved one. And I *always* see it.

*Eugene was Val's beautiful black and white kitty, who went to the Rainbow Bridge at age 17.