Letters From the Afterlife

A few weeks after she died, I opened her mailbox and found a letter addressed to my mom written in her own handwriting.

Yesterday, I read a sample from Joy Williams’ short story collection, Ninety-Nine Stories of God and the first story, Postcard, reminded me of that day.

It’s very short. I tried to find it online so I could share it with you but wasn’t successful. You can, however, read a sample of the book that includes the story on Amazon. In fact, I recommend it.

The book—this story in particular—isn’t inspirational, but it’s delicious to read.

There was nothing mystical in my experience, either.

Or was there?

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2 responses to “Letters From the Afterlife”

  1. MARTHA SLAVIN Avatar
    MARTHA SLAVIN

    It’s surprising how often I hear of people experiencing these kinds of moments. I’ve always thought my dad appeared as a hawk resting in our backyard. Francie Lowe, a friend and fellow blogger, writes poignantly about sensing her son’s presence in images of dragons and the color purple. http://www.purpleintrospections

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    1. Linda Hoye Avatar
      Linda Hoye

      I believe there’s so much more than we think we know.

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