One thing I forgot to write about our museum trip yesterday was that on the way home, I saw a falling star!!! Now I think maybe I've kind of seen a falling star before, sort of, perhaps...I'm usually the one looking east when everyone else sees one falling in the west; and by the time I get my head spun around to where everyone else is looking, the star is gone. But I
really saw one yesterday, and Jeff saw it, too--right out in front of us as we were driving on 64 West to come home.
Don't know if I ever told you or not... but I have always thought of seeing falling stars as God's way of saying, "I hear you".
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