So I am not the most superstitious person, BUT, I do believe that there are “signs” that are sent our way, to which we should not take for granted.
For example, my dad loved Fleetwood Mac, and as I grew older, their albums were in constant rotation in our house. To this day, I cannot listen to “Gypsy” without thinking of him. One day, shortly after his death, my thoughts drifted to memories of him as I was driving home. Flipping through the radio stations, I was shocked to hear “Gypsy” begin. Some may say it was coincidence, but I choose to think of it as his way of saying hello.
Fast forward to last night. I was sitting in class,laptop open to his PowerPoint Notes, and attempting to listen to my professor as he droned on. I glanced down at my backpack and was shocked to see this:
It took me by surprise, but then it quickly had a much deeper, funnier meaning. Did you know ladybugs are associated with luck, fertility and the afterlife? Some people may just think it’s a bug on my backpack. I choose to think of it as my dads way of saying: “Get off Facebook and listen to your professor….”
I hear you loud and clear, Dad.