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Chelsea was a ladybug fanatic, she loved ladybugs, and could spot them just
about anywhere we were. Once, when we were living in a rent house, when I
was pregnant with her sister, just a few months before she passed away, we
had what could only be called  an "invasion" of ladybugs. I believe we counted
over 100 ladybugs on the front of our house alone. As you can imagine this
was a great pleasure for Chelsea.
On our first visit to the cemetery after Chelsea's funeral on May 20, 2005 we
were standing at the head of Chelsea's grave, where the little metal plaque
that the funeral home provides was. We really weren't talking to each other, I
think we were both lost in our own thoughts at the time. I began to cry and
was talking to Chelsea, telling her how much we missed her and loved her,
when all of a sudden a single ladybug flew down and landed on the plaque.
We both felt that it was a sign from God and from Chelsea that she was at
home with him and safe. She knew that her mommy and daddy would know
that it was her if she sent us a ladybug.
There is a game that we play in our family called "Cadillac
Whack" it is pretty much like "slug-bug"  except instead of a
VW beetle, you "whack" someone when you see a Cadillac.
Now William had taught Chelsea how to play but she
misunderstood, and thought her daddy was saying "Cadillac
White" so whenever Chelsea would see a white vehicle she
would yell "Cadillac White" daddy and then laugh like crazy,
she thought it was so funny.
The day before our trip to the cemetery for the first time,
William was driving home from work, sitting in traffic at a light.
He noticed that on the drivers side, a Cadillac had pulled up,
and he kinda teared up, thinking about Chelsea. As he was
turning back to the front he felt something bump his right arm,
he looked toward the passenger seat to see what had bumped
him, and was startled to see a very large butterfly sitting in the
seat next to him. It took him a moment to put it together, but
looking from the butterfly to the Cadillac and back again he
realized that Chelsea was getting her one last "Cadillac
Whack" from heaven. He told her "all-right baby girl you got
Daddy, Cadillac Whack".
A FLOWER
FOR YOU
The first day my father went back to work after the accident and funeral he
noticed a small purple wildflower growing near the door of the building that
he works in.  Now there are no other flowers growing around this area so
this flower catches his attention.  
He doesn't tell anyone about this flower but says a little prayer everyday
when he walks past it.  So the mowers come to mow the grass and lo and
behold they mow AROUND the flower, now mind you this is a single flower
and they go AROUND it.  Well then in this awful heat (you know how Texas
is) the poor flower starts to wilt and die.  So the next day there is a brand
new flower in place of the one that died.  So Tuesday May 24, 2005 I go
with my grandmother, to eat lunch with my dad, and as he's telling me this
story he says now wait that's not all.  He happened to forget his phone that
morning at home so he had to leave to go home and get it.  He says "it
takes me about 30 minutes to get there and back" and in that time frame, a
brand new flower sprouted and bloomed that wasn't there before.  So now
there are two flowers by the back door.  We know that this is a sign from
Chelsea and God that she's ok and she's with Him in Heaven and watching
over us always.