my parents put lemon on their water. i see the pitcher daily. sometimes all the slices are floating on top. sometimes they're all down below. other times some are up; some, down.
today, i saw a lemon slice in the process of sinking to the bottom... : }
i walked into their dining area and noticed the pitcher of water on the table. ta-daan! one of the slices started to slowly sink from the top to the bottom. uh-oh, suddenly my head felt swollen!
i'm sure their lemon slices have sunk to the bottom countless times. had i seen it before it wouldn't matter at all. but these recent days are no ordinary days. an uncle just so unexpectedly passed away. suddenly people are wondering whether there's more to things than meets the eye.
a door closed.
was he the one who closed it?
a light was on.
was he the one who turned it on?
something fell.
was he making his presence felt?
there's a butterfly near the car.
was that him?
there's a fly in the room.
could it be him?
me: 'even a fly?!'
aunt: 'they could come in any form.'
waaahhh!
special prayers for my uncle.
may his soul rest in peace.
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