Happiness in Loss

Every time a bell rings, an angel gets their wings. That is how the saying goes I do believe. As well as something about when one life leaves this Earth another is allowed to enter? I am not sure how much of any of that I do believe - nor how much the Hubby believes. Yet on this past Thursday I lost my GreatiePa and while we sat as mass yesterday for his funeral the Hubby saw a baby. His exact word were "babe look at the ultrasound up there in the second light". I was so confused and after his explanation I still did not see it, yet my Mother saw something and also pointed it out, so the two of them kept discussing the movements of this image in the smoke-like particles in the light. Was this a sign or sorts. or two extremely hopeful imaginations running wild? Why couldn't I allow my imagination to see it, am I shut off? I wanted to see it, I really did, but I just didn't. I am happy my GreatiePa has gone up to be with his wife, if Heaven is where or what it is called then I wish them happiness there with they're son while they wait for us. I am sad that I can no longer speak or see him, but happy is my overall emotion. The Hubby has been extra amazing these past few days, I fear I have been quite irritable. Boy do I love him something fierce.