Just wanted to share a creepy story. My husband passed away unexpectedly on 9/29/96. 6 months or so before that we where in a church and he told me he felt "it was time to get right". He got saved and babtised. The preacher gave him a little pocket cross,that he carried in his wallet. I never took his things from his wallet and its been 13 years now. The wallet is packed in a box in my garage,I couldn't even guess which box it is. The other night I stepped out side to smoke. When I put my hand in my pocket for my lighter, I found that cross in my pocket. It has scared me somewhat. Most of my dreams about him have been that he left me and moved on with his life. And we have a chance encounter in the present day. I don't know how he cross got in my pocket, I didn't go in the garage that day and had wore that jacket all day. Any ideas?