The day Zato flew free, I asked him to please send me a sign so I would know he was ok.  We live on a mountain, which is often covered in fog during bad weather.  Sometimes we get a little bit of morning fog, but not much.

It was raining the day he left, and when I got up Tuesday morning I was so sad and upset.  I walked out on the porch and saw the rays of sunlight coming through like never before.  I think my boy decided to send me a bit of light from the Bridge to try and ease my pain.  This picture does not do justice to what I saw, but I have never seen anything like it during the years we’ve lived here.

Thank you, baby.