So
Yesterday I'm driving the husband back from a visit with the heart failure specialist and for miles and miles and miles I can see right in front of me some beautiful heavenly rays shining through the clouds. The heavenly rays did that thing where they shine in almost a full circle, they all shined down in a long stripe like a distant rain storm, they did that thing where they outline the clouds in a brilliant pink. It was quite the impressive show and no matter times the highway twisted and turned I could always see them.
Finally, 20 minutes into the ride I ask the husband if he's been enjoying the rays too and just as the words come of my mouth My Sweet Lord begins to play on the radio.
Are you really going to tell me to not believe that is a sign? Come on!!
Recall: When I approached the adoption event and Evan already had sweet pea in his arms he told me this bullshit story about how she had turned to see him and leaped over one dog and pushed another over and jumped into his arms I totally believed him.
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