Does the news come from heaven? Is there communication beyond death? Does God work in our lives? Sometimes I answer "yes" to all of these questions. The day we stayed to commemorate my sister and mother - our anniversary - was one of them.
We drove to the town cemetery and saw my mother's newly placed tombstone. The bird sang cheerfully on the stone, as if singing my mother, an avid bird watcher. Then we retired to the only Chinese restaurant in Jerseyville to enjoy the buffet.
Generally, my father doesn't like restaurants, but he likes this. He can eat right away. And eating anything in a beautiful environment is very valuable. In the white sunken tick near our table, a Chinese boat hangs on the river, facing the sun, painting somewhere in the paradise... The waterfall rolls over the mountainside. My father, whether a realist, criticized the balance of the ship.
After dinner, when we opened the fortune cookie, my fortune read "I will listen to your friend for the next few days to find the answer you are looking for." Pope's fortune read: "Someone is watching you in the distance." Dina Donna, founder of "Griefcase," she said, "It's no coincidence to tell Pop. It's always the case."
I believe that my mother is watching Pop from afar. Their eyes never separated from each other in life. Why should it be dead?
Orignal From: Message from above - Pop's lucky cookie for the anniversary
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