Another year has passed without our Joey. Twenty one years now. I saw a bald Eagle flying on April 28th, and to me that’s a big sign from Joe. He used to sing Wind Beneath My Wings to our Mom. He used an Eagle as a tribute to her when she passed away. It’s on his headstone representing him as well. It’s so rare to spot an Eagle, let alone right at this time. Thanks for the Eagle, the three Pennies on the 29th and the car ahead of me with a plate that read JDM16 (His initials and 1/7 is his birthday, so close enough)! I’m so content in knowing that he has not forgotten me!
Until we meet again, dear Joey…