At first, I was frustrated, scared, worried when I realized my husband was gone and no messages were forthcoming. I, too, wondered what this meant, and feared it meant he was not in heaven. Talked this over with friends and family, and we pretty much came to two conclusions. First, once we're in heaven we're pretty much focused on God, and that is as it should be. Second, my husband was always the strong silent type. Our youngest son summed it up well: "Mom, dad was never much of a communicator while he was here, so do you really think he's going to start talking to you now?" That single comment changed everything for me. Indeed, my husband communicated with me through a look, a touch, a kindness every day, but if the celestial gates were opened such that he could reach out to me from above, he probably wouldn't. He would know that I am in God's hands and am OK. And he is right. So instead of praying for a sign from my husband, I started praying for God to make sure my Guardian Angel is at my side to protect me since my husband cannot. Starting the first day I prayed that prayer, I started finding hearts. Heart shaped leaves, rocks, mosses, wet spots in the pavement, you name it. Every single day! I take it to be messages of love from above, from my husband but through the angels. Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it!