Star Date with Steve

I don't really expect anyone to believe this, but this is exactly what happened this evening. I was mowing grass and thinking about Steve, when I sensed him saying to me, "Meet me outside tonight to look at the stars." (In case I haven't mentioned this before, Steve was an amateur astronomer and viewing stars was a passion of his.) I responded, "Ok, it's a date." That was probably around 8:00. By the time the kids were in bed, my studies were done, and I was ready for bed, it was around 10:30. I got my binoculars (gift from Steve for stargazing), and checked out my computer software that tells me exactly what stars are out and where they are so that I would know what to look for. By the time I actually went outside it was around 11:00. I looked around for awhile, thinking of Steve of course, and wondering what I was supposed to be seeing or if I was just supposed to be there. I put the binoculars down and looked up and around. Just as I turned to the west, I saw a huge falling star (meteor, as Steve would say!). It was the most amazing, beutiful thing I have seen in a long time! That is what Steve wanted me to see and share with him. I immediately burst into tears, but they were good tears. It was one of the most beautiful moments of my life.