Words from a dead husband caught my eye. The resulting message was reassuring and comforting, a reminder for all of us.
Death is an illusion. Love never dies. Our connections with those we loved in this life are eternal.
"... What, after all, would be banging on the window on a quiet street at midnight? Brad opened the front door a few inches, peeked out, and suddenly there was a wild onslaught of heavy feathered body and flapping wings. A "really big" bird hurtled through the few inches of opening and shot into the house."