Lost in my own little world. My childhood friend shared a screenshot of an e-mail that she received. It was a picture of my mom from her obituary and thanking her for signing it and that the anniversary was approaching and inviting her to sign again in remembering letting the family know that my mom was still thought of. My friend believes in signs and angels and from time to time shares these momentos with me. Which coincided with this post on my timeline sharing what my son wanted to do for my 50th(in several years) and she must have been 50 in that photo. Things like that is what keeps my friend going and from time to time I might stumble upon something symbolic of her own mom. Our moms were really good friends both passed within a few years of one another. This friend is since we were in diapers...