Incredible Communication Network

After a restorative week away, it was time to return home.  A short wait time posted for the Peace Arch border crossing, so that was our pick.  It had been years since we last took this route.  Upon re-entering Canada,  I powered up my iPhone.  While awaiting reactivation, I realized that my mother's grave site was only a short distance away.  Three months since my last visit so we decided to stop by.  Then, glancing down at my iPhone, I noticed there was notification of a lone voicemail message.  Pulling into Victory Memorial cemetery I pushed play and heard Boal Memorial informing me that the plaque had been mounted on Michael's space in the wall.  It was now complete.  What uncanny timing.  Date that message was left?  Friday.  Friday night was when the third dream involving Michael and Kelly occurred.  Concerning a family discussion about a possible gathering at the Capilano Wall after both the plaques were placed.  Are you kidding me?  This incredible communication network continues to amaze me.

Hole in the Wall

As my husband went about his weekly ritual of flipping through the realty listings in our community newspaper, I thought about the words "Real Estate" and had an odd yet funny thought.  My son had often mentioned that he could not see himself living on the North Shore long term since the real estate prices here were so high.  Well, now he has property, albeit a hole in the wall.  Literally.  His final resting place is in the Capilano Wall in the Boal Chapel forest.  The dictionary definition for this expression reads, "a small unpretentious out of the way place".  That, it surely is.  Michael would have been the first to appreciate the humour in this situation and as macabre as it may sound to some, I can smile at the irony that in the end, he did get a minuscule portion of North Vancouver real estate legally registered in his name.