My manicurist tells a story about finding dimes in random, unexpected places after her husband passed away a few years ago. I listen to the stories and I believe she’s finding those dimes, but when she tells me her reasons for finding the dimes, I’m always skeptical.
It makes no sense to me. Karen claims that her husband Chuck is sending her messages through those dimes. “I see you” or “I’m here.” But that’s not logical. This has been going on for some time with Karen, and she collects those dimes and puts them in a jar. I don’t know how many she’s collected to date.
I’ve been pooh-poohing the story for years. Until just this past week, when I found random dimes in the laundry room, the garage, outside my car. I haven’t even told Leslie yet because it wasn’t a big deal, until today. I found two dimes and I know they weren’t there last night.
Okay, Google, search “finding dimes.” Many people feel that the dimes are a sign of communication from someone that has passed on, letting them know they are not alone. Or someone or something is trying to get your attention. Perhaps guidance or validation that you’re on the right path. Other possible interpretations may be a reminder that you are loved and valued, or a reminder to pay attention, keep watching, and keep your eyes open. A dime might also indicate indicate coming full circle (the number 10 symbolizes a circle).
There are plenty of stories on the internet from people who have found random dimes (not pennies, nickels or quarters). The stories all sound similar and most people believe the dimes mean someone is watching over them—someone close to them that died, or maybe a guardian angel. They feel that the dimes are left as a means of communication, telling them that they are being watched over. Someone from beyond is letting them know that they are not alone and everything is going to be all right.
At exemplore.com, a rural mail carrier relates that finding dimes “made [him] feel like someone was there, watching out for [him]. I felt hopeful whenever I would come across those dimes. I finally came out of my depression and gradually the dimes tapered off and then pretty much stopped showing up at all.”
To me, this is a big swift kick in the ass. Leslie is dealing with some medical issues right now, and we will both be making lifestyle changes in the very near future. Perhaps the dimes are a message telling me everything will be fine and to keep moving forward. No more pretzels or peanut butter crackers. More vegetables and more walking.