Special Visitor

May 15th was my mother’s birthday, and I always look for a sign from her on the day. And then, the day goes on and I forget that I’m looking for a sign, and then a sign appears - I think that’s the way it’s supposed to be - kinda like magical, or at least ethereal in some way - softly, and gently. My mum loved BC, and I know she’d be so happy that we live here now. It was nice to look up from my project at the exact time this deer was walking by.