I wonder if we all look for signs after someone we love has gone. Chris had repeatedly mentioned the white squirrel (and Jan (Jamie's mom) had seen it too), but it wasn't until we were all gathered in the van, on our way to his funeral, that the albino squirrel ran across the road in front of us. It stopped on the grass and turned to look at
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Much love to you, and to your beloveds.
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