I'm sitting in the JFK Jet Blue terminal, waiting for my delayed flight to arrive and take me to Syracuse for my mid-semester check-in with my students. My Blackberry suddenly gets an incoming 29 messages all at once. And this is what each one says:
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
I LOVE YOU [Sally's Circle]
When I look closer, it appears someone has commented on several of my blog posts. The person's handle is I LOVE YOU and the comments are all in Chinese characters. So I'm pretty sure my blog just got spammed by some Asian hacker. But part of me hopes Sally finally learned how to text message. I love you too, Mom.
Ever get weird signs like this?
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:) i'm sure it was her. we love you too, maris. xo.
ReplyDeleteWow.I'm sure it was her. Have a good flight.
ReplyDeleteI am sure it was her too Marisa! I am a true believer in our loved ones being able to send us messages from the other side. I think this is one of them. I have gotten weird signs like this over the years. This stuff always gives me goose bumps!
ReplyDeleteHave a good flight...
Awesome story. Maybe it was her working through the hacker? :)
ReplyDeleteIt was her. The other day I was sitting in a restaurant at a particularly high-stress moment in my life. I got a whiff of my grandmother's unmistakable perfume that she always wore too much of--a longtime family joke of ours. I looked up and realized I was the only customer in the restaurant, aside from two businessmen on the other side of the room who were certainly not wearing Giorgio (the wait staff was all male as well). I do believe!
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