I had been feeling her around me all week. I had a big decision to make and wasn’t sure which way to go. And of course, she delivered.

If I had paused long enough to check I would have noticed this lump in my throat was mom sized.

It started like that. Full of love and optimism, confidence, certainty. 

The hummingbird sat in the tree, waiting for me to be done. I knew when I finished it would fly away...

In theory, spirit pulls the strings that put you in the place you need to be to hear them.

A funny little story for my Dad's 75th birthday in heaven.

Does everything have to mean something? No. If you are prone to magical thinking, as I am, you know which way I am going with this one.