My family has been through quite a bit in the last year and there was recently an incident with my son in the last few weeks that has left me bitter and angry. Last night as I tried to sleep, I prayed that my Mom would help me find my way through this as she always knew what to do. My Mom loved windchimes. Wherever we went on vacation, she would get one and our little side porch must have had 30 of them. I now have a collection of my own but only about 6. I woke up this morning to a very windy day and my windchimes are making the most beautiful music. I can feel my Mom so close and know that she is with us.