[Sister Havana]

I think this story fits here. It's sort of along the same lines as SWTXBelle's story.

My dad died in December 2017. A couple months after that, I was in his study looking for the title to his car, so I could transfer it into my name. I looked in all the places I thought he might have put it (his desk, his small strongbox, his file cabinet, etc.), but I couldn’t find it. I said, “Okay, Dad, where did you put the car title?” About 30 seconds later, my attention was drawn to a box on the couch that I hadn’t really noticed before. (He had several boxes of stuff on his couch...this was one of those. Nothing special or unusual about it to really make me take notice before then.) I went over to the box and opened it. Inside were a bunch of manila folders. One of the folders was labeled with the make and model of the car. The first thing in that folder was the title. I said, “Thanks, Dad.” It still makes me very emotional when I think about it.