[homeward*bound]

One of my oldest friends passed away about 20 years ago after a valiant battle with breast cancer. Every year since then, a group of us ran or walked a charity 5K she enjoyed in Deidre's memory. We always had silly t-shirts made to wear during the race to celebrate her life. It was always a fun event followed by a celebration brunch and champagne.

One day, about 10 years or so after Deidre had passed away, one of our mutual friends and I were sitting on her bed and chatting. My friend's two year old toddled into the room and went directly to her mother's closet. She pulled out a garment and placed it on the bed between us. You guessed it -- out of hundreds of garments in the closet, she chose the t-shirt from our most recent Deidre run. Her daughter left the room right afterwards. My friend and I just sat there looking stunned. It was just like Deidre to make herself known like that.