To my shame I could not immediately remember her name, that blogger in the US who died.......last year......year before? Then it came to me, Jacqueline. I still feel sad. Ah well, what to do. Miss her but move on.
Right, time to get stuck into Yahoo Mail, which is most deleting things unread at five different Yahoo accounts, all easy to do on the phone without having to log in and log out. Mucho deletion. Finger slipped and the email list went back in date to 2016. Wow, that is funny. Here I was earlier thinking about Jacqueline and blow me down, here is an old email from her in 2016. It was very private and personal and detailed the circumstances of her leaving Idaho for Florida. I reread the long email.
How long is it actually since she died? I entered Jacqueline into my blog search box. The first post that came up was when she suffered the stroke, the second, when she died. So what was the date? Ah, 9th of February, 2017. I looked up and the wall clock but as the date on the clock is American format, it did not really register, that is 2/9. Translated, 9/2.
I was then distracted by a phone. Now, where was I? Ah yes, the dates. As realisation dawned on me, my flesh crawled and contracted and I could feel my head being squeezed by my skin.
Why of all days would I think of Jacqueline on the first anniversary of her death, especially to the point of looking it up?
I don't believe in spooks or the supernatural or anything like that, so all I can say is that it is a extraordinary coincidence. I expect I will spend the afternoon trying to rationalise this and I certainly wouldn't blame anyone for being doubtful about what happened. I would be myself.
Jac, you are not really there sending me signals, are you? Am I too cynical?