Three nights ago after coming home from the hospital and getting ready for bed, I found that Kai and Zoe were still awake. They asked if we could go outside to look at the stars. As we made our way to the door, Kai said, "It's my wish to see a shooting star before I die." Zoe informed him that that's what you call a bucket list. And Kai said, "Well then, seeing a shooting star is on my bucket list." As we walked onto the back patio, there was a magnificent shooting star blazing across the northern sky. Kai just about peed his pants he was so excited. It was a gift from somewhere. And so he crossed it off his bucket list.
Two days ago, I was on a run with a friend. We stopped in our tracks when we came upon this Golden Eagle that had just caught a squirrel. He didn't want to leave his meal, so we got pretty close. All of a sudden, he took off and flew straight at our heads. Because the squirrel was so heavy, he was having a hard time gaining elevation. We had to duck in order avoid collision. After some squealing like school girls, we gathered our wits and reflected how special, and possibly symbolic that encounter was.
Yesterday Joseph was visited by a nun named Sister Francesca. She was checking on his well-being and wanted to make sure he was taking time to reflect and connect with his spiritual side, whatever that may be. Joseph described her as exuding a light that was positive and comforting to have in the room. After summating that he had "cut the mustard" and was successfully tapped into something greater than himself, she parted promising to call again.
So, today I told Zoe to keep her eyes open for a visitation, since it's her turn. Who knows what will show up next!
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