Sometimes Heaven Winks

I bought my current home over 26 years ago. I bought it from a man whose last name was Stanton. Time passed and I gave it no thought until now. I was recently standing near the garage when I looked down and saw Stanton carved in the concrete.

Just a month before my twelfth birthday, my older brother died in a farm accident. He was fifteen. I loved him dearly. HIs name is Stanton. He went by Stan. He still does. Stan comes and teaches me things. He recently gave me this wonderful wink from heaven.