I don’t know how he did it, but I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that my husband loves me.
Walking up to the front door of our house, what do you spy?
A sad rhododendron and something blue and shiny peeking out of an old plastic plant pot. To my delight and surprise, it was a year of the tiger monkeyshine!
Every year for the last 15 or so, I have eagerly wandered Tacoma streets and public parks around Lunar New Year, looking for an elusive orb. I have found rouges—marbles, 3d prints, painted ping-pong balls, and Tacoma rocks over the years. This year I found a wooden nickel and promptly lost it again. Once I even found a clear glass medallion (for the year of the dog). But never an orb.
I know this was a special delivery. Ms Monkey and her crew only hide on public lands. So whoever was in cahoots with Mark, thank you.
And Mark, thank you. You make me feel special, lucky, and loved.