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First let me say, if it came from a crackerjack box it wouldn't mean any less to me, so don't worry about telling it isn't real if you don't feel it is.
When I was little we use to hunt for arrowhead in tbe freshly plowed fields with my Grandpa. Once or twice we found one, but I was about 6 years old , so I don't recall much about them. It was a huge thrill to look for them though. My cousin and me had a fort in my grandparents' woods and we would dig for artifacts. One day I hiked down to tbe house to bring snacks back to the fort. My Granpa was a jokster and gave me an arrowhead and said hide this and let your cousin find it.... But it's real so remember where you hide it.
So I dug a couple Inches down and hid it. Everybody came to watch my cousin dig up this big surprise... Big surprise was we couldn't find where I buried it! We looked for that things for years!
30 some odd years later my Grandma passed away. I was devastated . It was common knowledge to us all that my Grandpa always said, if she went first, he'd soon follow one way or another. So it was if I lost them both that day.
After the funeral I wondered tbe woods crying and talking to my grandma. I was mourning her, my grandfather , and the land we would lose when he passed as well.
I said Outloud", if your here with me grandma, let me find that arrowhead we lost all those years ago." I closed my eyes and just felt my way through the woods abit, came to a spot that felt right .... Knelt down brushed away some leaves and a film of lose of loose dirt .... And there it sat... Looking as clean as it does now.
I'm not saying it was truely a sign, by Grandma or God, but it was one hell of a coincidence! I kissed it, thanked whoever led me to it and ran to the house to show everybody.
I never did get around to asking my Grandpa if it was a real arrowhead.... Didnt matter at the time.... Still don't really... True to his word it wasn't long after, he left this world by his own hand. He just couldn't live without her.
Thanks for letting me share, it felt good.
When I was little we use to hunt for arrowhead in tbe freshly plowed fields with my Grandpa. Once or twice we found one, but I was about 6 years old , so I don't recall much about them. It was a huge thrill to look for them though. My cousin and me had a fort in my grandparents' woods and we would dig for artifacts. One day I hiked down to tbe house to bring snacks back to the fort. My Granpa was a jokster and gave me an arrowhead and said hide this and let your cousin find it.... But it's real so remember where you hide it.
So I dug a couple Inches down and hid it. Everybody came to watch my cousin dig up this big surprise... Big surprise was we couldn't find where I buried it! We looked for that things for years!
30 some odd years later my Grandma passed away. I was devastated . It was common knowledge to us all that my Grandpa always said, if she went first, he'd soon follow one way or another. So it was if I lost them both that day.
After the funeral I wondered tbe woods crying and talking to my grandma. I was mourning her, my grandfather , and the land we would lose when he passed as well.
I said Outloud", if your here with me grandma, let me find that arrowhead we lost all those years ago." I closed my eyes and just felt my way through the woods abit, came to a spot that felt right .... Knelt down brushed away some leaves and a film of lose of loose dirt .... And there it sat... Looking as clean as it does now.
I'm not saying it was truely a sign, by Grandma or God, but it was one hell of a coincidence! I kissed it, thanked whoever led me to it and ran to the house to show everybody.
I never did get around to asking my Grandpa if it was a real arrowhead.... Didnt matter at the time.... Still don't really... True to his word it wasn't long after, he left this world by his own hand. He just couldn't live without her.
Thanks for letting me share, it felt good.
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