Our late granddaughter, Keana.
Late last week, on Friday evening (the 4th of July, 2023 weekend), I saw Keana walking into our bedroom for a few seconds.
It was a beautiful evening, and just about when the sun goes and hides on the other side of the Pacific Ocean. But there was still some sunlight to cast shadows through cracked window shades in semi-dark rooms.
I was sitting up in bed, with just the evening sunlight to lite up the room, watching TV when someone opened the door and walked in; I turned to see who it was, and I saw Keana walking through the shadow casts by the sunlight that was, like a peeping tom, peeking through a cracked shade, as she walked out of the shadow, I saw that it was Keana's sister Sierra, and not Keana walking in. Thank you, Sierra, for returning Keana, even if it was for the briefest moments
