I had my first whisper from Holly as soon as  God chose her to become her angel. I refer to these whispers as signs, and most signs have to do with the beauty in nature.  Our family had gathered to have some lunch at Sette, and moments before I was to leave the restaurant, a minister walked to our table and said to my grandson Joe  what  a beautiful baby he is and that's when Joanne started to cry.  Joanne told the minister we had just lost our baby and he  said  sorry and he walked back to his table and sat down. He returned a few minutes later and asked if he could bestow a blessing on Joseph and the table and we received a short but  beautiful  blessing altogether in a moment, in a restaurant. Holly's brother, Samuel, needed information to obtain her  possessions in California, so I walked a few blocks with a purpose behind my stride, from the restaurant to the apartment. As I crossed the corner...