Being the believer in the paranormal that I am, I thought maybe it was a sign from my mother. After all, the kitchen was her favorite place to be. But then, we began catching a couple of our cats in the act of trying to open other doors to cabinets (never in the kitchen, though), so I chalked it up to curious cat antics. It continues to this day, at least a couple of times a month.
Then, a couple of weeks ago, I went to a used book store and bought this book that I'd been wanting to read. For some reason, I began thumbing through the book and came across this:
a torn piece of napkin with the name Joyce neatly written at the top. That's it....just the name Joyce and nothing else. Can you guess what my mother's first name was? What's even more interesting is how much the handwriting resembled my mother's.
Sign or coincidence?