One of many signs


When we knew she was terminal and time was short, I asked my wife to send me a sign from the other side. A week after she was gone one of my friends finally dragged me out for dinner at the Royal Wok in Longmont. It had been our favorite Chinese restaurant.

This was my fortune cookie’s slip.

I hear you sweetie.

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