I find myself constantly looking for signs, little gifts you give me to let me know you're around. Last night's sorrow seemed to leak into this morning. I was tired. I was angry. I was sad. I felt broken and empty.
I got to school and took out the list of resolutions I wrote to you and read them again, like I do every morning. Then I made my way up the stairs to 1st period.
And there was your sign, given to me by a co-worker, seemingly your vessel. It was a 5x8 poster of Dave Matthews. It was in her daughter's dorm room and she no longer wanted it since she had graduated. What are the chances of that?! An incredible gift, from an unexpected friend. Another gift.
Forever Your Mom