Hello everyone..I'am not sure how to go about this story,it's kinda weird,yet wonderful..Last year I attended a funeral for a young girl, I think she was around middle 30's, who suffered a brain tumour, and sadly passed away..Her parents asked the entire church to applaud at the end as her coffin was taken out and put onto the hearse,to the song of " Life is a Highway " from Cars...She was a huge Disney fan, and had a few vacations at WDW staying at the Poly..Now last week my DW started a new job after ten years working in a school, and had a night out with the girls to say her goodbyes,and one of the ladies was the mother of the girl who passed away..She told my DW about this little Robin bird that starting coming in the kitchen in the morning when they left the door open,and of course, they fed it with bits of bread..Then one day after putting down some bread the bird didn't appear but there lying on the floor at the door entrance was a ring that their daughter had bought at disneyworld..She had lost it in the garden some years ago..It doesn't end there...They took the ring up to the grave and placed it in a cask that held some favourite things she collected, and on the following Sunday when they went to put flowers down as this was exactly one year since she passed..A little Robin bird was perched on the grave stone..Now this story sent shivers down my spine..I hope it's not to morbid but I thought I'd tell it anyway..
I look forward to many more New Topics from you Watchmaker 
