On Tuesday I was having a stressful day. I was sitting on our front porch smoking a cigarette (if you're reading this and do not know me personally, I did not smoke during either of my pregnancies, but after losing Roald I began again; I am currently slowly getting myself off of caffeine completely and will also quit smoking by March, which is when we are going to try to conceive again).

Anyhoo, I was sitting there. I started to feel rather peaceful and it was a sort of gloomy-looking afternoon. I like that kind of weather, I do not like it when the sun is mercilessly beating down, lol. Up in the beautiful sky, far, but not too far away, were two big beautiful birds flying near each other. They were flying in circles that almost intersected, but didn't. They looked pretty talented at doing this, so I'm sure it is something that birds normally do. But it was so pretty and graceful and I've never seen them do that before.

Even though I know Terry and Roald are with Jesus and Heaven isn't literally in our sky (it is far off in a dimension (if you will) that is unfathomable to us), it just felt like God, Terry and Roald were setting these two birds flying in my view just for me at that moment. Like Terry and Roald gently playing together. They did this for what seemed like awhile, but it was more like a maximum of 4 or 5 minutes.

Sorry to be so corny, but it was a moment that will stay with me forever now and I just sort of felt like sharing it.