I don’t know if this was purely coincidence but I’ll tell you about it.

My Dad’s best friend’s son died in a car accident some time ago. Dad’s best friend eventually past away from brain tumors sometime after. I had a dream one night a couple years ago. The dream was a nightmare of the beach and the ocean being angry and restless. I woke up in the middle of the night with a strong urge to call or check up on my Dad’s best friends Wife. Their family was strongly connected to the Ulua Fishing community. So I guess you could see where the connection to the dream of the ocean is. I didn’t follow up on this feeling and just let it go. I found out a year or so later that the Wife had passed away around that time. A little while ago my husband dragged me to the beach because I was holing up in our apartment like a hermit. It was a nice day at the beach. We chose a beach close to where I used to go fishing with my dad and his best friends family. Specifically it was always the father, wife, and son with the fishing club. My husband asked me if I wanted to take something from the beach as a memorabilia. I said no because you always hear in Hawaii not to take things home from places due to a connection with the supernatural. But then I spot this petrified wood sticking out of the sand. I take it out of the sand and it’s petrified wood in the shape of an ulua fishing hook. I felt compelled and took it home because it made me think of my dad’s friend and his family.

I don’t know it was like it was left their for me to find. Coincidental? Not to sure. But it was a little journey to find this object on the beach. Like they left it there for me to find. And for a little while I felt happy.