Messages From The Dead
By: Maria Oliver
Updated: March 11, 2009
Can we receive signs from the dead?In the form of a flower, a butterfly, or lettering on a tennis ball? Travis Sherwitz thinks so.
"I have a backyard and there's nothing but dirt back there, nothing grows I can't get grass to grow," says Sherwitz.
After returning from his grandmother's funeral, a sign of life emerged from the field of dirt.
One flower seemingly protecting a smaller, yellow flower.
"One was a windmill but I've always grown up knowing them as "grandpa whiskers" and growing up on the side of that was a little yellow baby flower."
Travis says yellow was his grandmother's favorite color. He thinks the small flower represents his grandmother and the larger one, his grandfather.
That was far from the only message he received.
"But what caught my attention was a bright yellow tennis ball and it was sitting there with the text NFB facing for me and it was perfectly placed where I can read it and it was sitting there next to two little flowers."
On that ball, which seemingly appeared out of no where, Sherwitz saw the letters NFB, a message he believes means "Never Forget Butch." Butch was a nickname given to his grandmother.
"I thought what could all this mean and then I had remembered that the Sermon, the pastor taught that death is a transformation between a caterpillar and a butterfly."
"Seeing two yellow butterflies floating around, it's pretty wild," says Joey Hardin.
Travis' mom Joanna Sherwitz believes the dead can send us messages and she believes this was one.
"Like I told Travis, he was a little concerned that maybe he was making all this up, or it wasn't true but I believe, that sometimes you know we are negligent to look for things that are put in front of us and before us and all around us as little miracles to help us to hold on to the promises that this is not all there is."
Promises, memories, and a message this family plans to hold onto.
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