My grandmother died yesterday morning - she was 95.
This morning I was in my bedroom and I heard a mourning dove outside cooing.
I opened my window to see if I could see it and it was on my window sill staring right at me! Like inches away from me. It was looking at me and all around my room for a minute or so - I pulled on the blinds to open them all the way and it ended up flying up out of my view.
Then I came out to my kitchen and a house plant that I have on my kitchen table had a water drop on the end of a leaf - but I haven't watered it in a few days. I checked that it was water and wiped it away and took my son to school. When I came home the drip was back.
