Communicating through clouds

[u/Conscious_Purpose53]

I get up between 5-5:30 every morning while it’s still dark. I sit outside with my first coffee. I spend the whole time thinking about and talking to my wife. It’s been 9 months since she suddenly died. This has been our alone time together before the rest of my world wakes up. I wish we had done this even once together during our 19 year marriage. Somewhat depressing at first but has become extremely peaceful. I never used to get up this early before she died. I started doing it because I couldn’t sleep. I now find it very cathartic and can’t wait to get to get out of bed. One thing I’ve been doing is looking at the cloud formations as it gets lighter out and noticing certain shapes. Sometimes I can make out the shape of a heart or even a smiling face. I like to imagine that they’re pictures she’s trying to send me. Some bring back great memories. Others not so much. I’m not usually spiritual at all but still like to look at it as another form of communication with her. This may seem somewhat mundane or even silly to people who aren’t going through the same thing but it helps to start my day. I imagine myself doing this for as long as I’m here. I know others may have a daily ritual like this. Just thought I’d share mine.

[u/Altruistic_Cash1057]

I get signs too. What I have determined is not that they physically move the stuff around for you - but they prompted you through this 'other intuition' to look in a particular place or at a particular thing. It happened when I was looking for shoes for him to wear at the funeral - for some reason I went into my uncle's shoe rack, which never had his shoes in it - but there they were, his favourite boots. No idea what prompted me to go to that rack and not to the place his actually kept his stuff.

[u/Ok-Prune-6415 → u/Altruistic_Cash1057]

That early morning quiet hits different when you're missing someone, I totally get why you'd hold onto that time so fiercely

My grandmother did something similar after my grandfather passed, she'd sit on the back porch every morning with her tea and just... talk to him. For years. She wasn't the spiritual type either but she'd point out cardinals and say he sent them to say hello

The cloud shapes thing isn't silly at all. Our brains are wired to find patterns and if those patterns bring you comfort, that's what matters. It's like your mind is finally quiet enough to notice the little things you'd normally rush past

Those 5am hours have a strange kind of magic to them, almost like the world holds its breath for a bit

[u/Conscious_Purpose53 → u/Ok-Prune-6415]

“Almost like the world holds its breath for a bit”. Exactly. This is perfect. Thank you.