Yesterday, was my Aunt Joyce's funeral. My Uncle Bill passed over about 2 years ago. My cousin told me that My Aunt said right before she passed, that he was there to greet her.
So today as I was making a dessert for a recipe I found on a box of phyllo dough called Napoleons, I remembered something that my Uncle Bill would randomly say to us kids when we were little.
As I stopped to reminisce about it, it struck me how intensely green the tree outside my kitchen window had become. They would have always noticed something like that too.
And then I remembered what else my cousin told me my Aunt Joyce said about Uncle Bill being there to greet her. She said he had on shorts.