The coins are meant to be shared..

I was really kind of relieved to put the dream to rest...
But that wasn't meant to be. One morning, shortly after my mother's funeral, I received a phone call from a woman requesting coins to share with her friends. Then, a nurse I worked with asked for a coin for one of her patients. A couple of days later, a man called and asked for a coin to give to his grandson as a reminder that he would always be there for him. The coins and their message You are never alone were having an impact on people...But I was out of coins...

Once again, I searched for someone who could craft these coins, someone who would care about the coins and the message as much as I did. I was just about to give up when I was directed to a man who worked with marble and stone in a warehouse in Springfield, Vermont. He had a laser machine.

I went to this huge old warehouse with marble and dust everywhere. There, I met Paul, a tall, thin man with a very gentle smile. I knew immediately that he was the person who could help me. When I shared the story of my dream, he smiled. He said he loved the message; and his wife loved angels. It was a match made in heaven.

Paul immediately started to laser the coins. As I held one of his coins in my hand,I felt calm and safe, just as I had felt in my dream…

I can't explain my dream or how I was directed to this gentle man at the huge warehouse, but I do believe that these little coins are meant to share the message You are never alone.

What do you think?