Wanda, thank you for sharing this story. It was so interesting to read, and I'm glad your mother-in-law expresses herself so artistically to you, with a piano
When I think of people communicating after they depart this life, a few little anecdotes come to mind, which I figured I'd post here, in case anyone passes this way and is interested.
1) First, of course, there's Elvis. Of the many, many stories of his activity from the Great Beyond, or wherever he is, I especially love the way it seems that he broke a perfectly healthy limb off a tree as they were carrying his casket out of Graceland. There is no reason the limb should have fallen, and from what I've read, even the most skeptical MM members were forced to consider the possibility that it WAS Elvis, getting their attention in a bold way, just as he said he would.
2) The famous psychologist/author Elizabeth Kubler-Ross did not believe in life after death, and neither did her husband. However, when her husband became terminally ill, they agreed to conduct a sort of experiment to test it out for sure. He agreed to give her a sign from the "other side" that was absolutely unmistakable- something that could never be seen as a mere accident. They lived in Arizona and finally settled on "roses in the snow" as the sign. Well, remarkably, the day of his burial, it snowed (!), and while she was at the cemetery, a florist delivered a dozen red roses to her doorstep. They had been placed on some of the snow, then more snow fell and covered them up a bit. So she came home from the burial to find...yes, exactly, what else?.... roses in the snow on her doorstep. Hmmmmm.....
3) My aunt died about 8 months after my father last year. It was hard for me going to the funeral alone (my husband stayed home to watch our children) because I have a huge family, yet none of my brothers or sister or parents (having passed away) were there. And I don't really know anyone else very well. One of my cousins seemed to figure out that I must have been missing my Dad very much just then, so he was especially kind to me, and even sat with me instead of with his closer relatives. He just looked out for me the whole day and acted like a protective brother.
When I got home that afternoon, my husband had taken the kids out, so I was all alone. I was in the play room and noticed the lights blinking overhead. Being as I am

I figured it was my father. So I said out loud, "Dad, I just want to thank you, if you're the one who put it into my cousin's head to take care of me today. It really meant a lot to me." As soon as I said that, all the electricity in the house shut off, including our noisy air conditioner. It was just dim and perfectly quiet. There was no storm outside, no reason whatsoever for ALL the electricity to go down. So I got a little jittery and said, "Dad?" At which point, everything, all the lights and noise came on again!!
Maybe it was nothing, but I loved when that happened
Stay on your toes, folks, we never know when people are going to try and reach us
Love,
Trish