[tousled1]

Sherri,

You are not crazy. My story is about a rosary. My father's sister passed away from ovarian cancer in 1959 and I was only a child then. Since that time I have moved so many times I've lost track -- moved from the States to overseas - moved a few times overseas -- moved back to the states. Shortly after being diagnosed with breast cancer I found a blue rosary in my dresser drawer and the cross was engraved "E.McC. 3-17-1959" I had no idea where it came from as I had never seen it before. After talking with one of my brothers - the historian of the family - I found out that the rosary had been my Aunt Eleanor's - my dad's sister. To this day I have no idea how it came to be in my possession but I feel that it was sent to me from my Aunt. I think she wanted to let me know that she's looking out for me and that everything is going to be ok. I use the rosary everyday.