It was the last day of Obon. I talked with my late parents before they went back home, aka the spirit world. Interesting synchronicity occurred. I went to the library to print out some documents. There, the librarian offered me some fig fruits that grew in their backyard. I remember my late mom used to love fig fruit. I tasted them with my daughter, saying that my late mom can enjoy it with us. It was very sweet. I hope my late mom could enjoy it too with us.
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