I told you, didn’t I, that my mother understood the good story as superior to the accurate one. I’m lucky I took a screen shot of the information I found last week.

Wasn’t anyone going to call me out on this? Is this the Interwebs or not?

Just now, I wandered over to Wikipedia hoping for a “Days” backstory or something. Instead, what I got was the news that “Days” was released in late June several years before my parents married.

Mom. Seriously. I put my reputation as a nominally sane person on the line for this.

Does this ruin the whole story? I personally don’t think so. Isn’t a deliberately planted message more significant than the mere pointing out of a factual coincidence?

How am I so far gone into the Big Woo-Woo that dead people’s pointing out anything to me is “mere”?

Today I noticed a new item on the wall at my parents’ house, right at eye level with my dad’s easy chair. It’s just plain black text, all caps, on a white page, in a small but incongruously ornate gilt frame. And it says only:

MY LOVE IS AN
ANCHOR TIED TO YOU
TIED WITH A SILVER CHAIN

Crosby, Stills, and Nash

From “Southern Cross,” of course. “Spirits are using me”—how on-the-nose! I don’t know the story, and it seems too excruciatingly personal to ask Dad about, not now, not yet. But I suspect that with or without my help, and with or without any pesky reliance on boring old truth, Mom is coming through loud and clear.

UPDATE: October 9, 2023. Apparently someone finally caught on to the error my mom planted for my amusement.

I’m just sitting here grinning like an idiot at it, all over again. Oh, my Momma. How I do love you.