Thank you to all. I worked today, by choice it gives me something to do. I work at a gas station/convenience store. About an hour after we opened, one of our tanker drivers came in. He told me I wasn't my usual cheerful self. I simply said, "Its the Day", thats all it took, and Kenneth came around the counter and gave me a big hug. Kenneth lost his only child the same year I lost AC. He understood what those 3 words meant immediately.
I don't get as many signs from AC as I use too. He seems to have moved on to my sister and my niece. They both got signs from him.
I do wonder about a picture that recently was painted on a local Harley Shop. A local painter did it. The painter is a regular customer at the store and I asked him where he got the idea for the picture. He said someone at the Harley shop gave him a sketch of what he wanted. First time I saw the painting, I was amazed. The painter could have used the the last picture taken of AC, the day before his accident, that sits on my bookcase. Him on his bike, in the desert, long hair flowing behind him. I see that painting everyday on my way to work. And I often wonder, was this just a coincidence, or some greater power at work.
Love to all
Peggy