08/15/2021
It all started with the flowers. 💐
On the morning of 8/13, a dear neighbor brought a lovely bouquet over to celebrate my Anniversary. Then a few hours later, there was a knock at my door and a beautiful woman stood on my porch delivering yet another bouquet from the same local flower shop. The woman was shocked to see the other arrangement she’d made this morning on the table in my entryway. She said, “Today is your Anniversary?” I told her that my husband passed and it would have been 16 years. She started crying. Her beloved had died unexpectedly of a heart attack 9 months ago. We talked and cried and laughed together. She, and her boyfriend, became part of my Anniversary present from John. She needed to hear that miracles happen; that our loved ones are always near. This woman, who was a stranger, is now my friend; brought together by the death of people we love.
Later that day, the incomparable came over with a gift. She bought me the most amazing shawl because she said, “I always want you to feel ensconced in love.” I told her I felt like Stevie Nicks in the flowy robe. About 5 seconds later, “Gypsy” came on. 😳
On Friday, I decided last minute to wrangle up some friends and we sat in the backyard reminiscing about John and our beautiful hilarious wedding. Somehow we started talking about that 4 Non Blondes song “What’s Up” and within 10 minutes it came on. This was the second time this had happened within half an hour. And yes, of course, we know the phone is always listening but it was uncanny. Was John listening too?!?!? We decided we needed to confirm so we asked him to play some Concrete Blonde. Didn’t happen that night. But yesterday morning when I got in the car to take Tanner to flag football tryouts… Concrete Blonde’s cover of Leonard Cohen’s “Everybody Knows” was the first song playing in my car when I started the engine!
Gave me all the feels as I drove Tanner to the football field. I dropped him off and watched as he walked away and I silently prayed that I wasn’t fu***ng up too badly as a single parent. I know I don’t have the sports acumen that John could give him (continued in the comments, there’s MORE)
