Although it wasn’t a physical one, it was probably stronger than it had ever been. I felt tremendously blessed to continue my relationship with her. I grieved pretty hard for the first week, but her daily signs gave me so much comfort. She was showing me her spirit was still here through the fries! ![]() ![]() The last memory of Rina before she went to the hospital was her eating a couple french fries that my neighbor gave her. Seems I followed the car ahead of me at the second window and forgot to stop. I paid at the first window, but when I got home, I was like “where are my fries”. On the way home from the hospital that last day, I went through the drive through at McDonalds and ordered a medium fries.
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