I found this heart hanging in a small tree in the parking lot of a Quaker Steak and Lube. It looks like it has been hanging there for a while, just waiting for me. The hanger was rusty and the ribbon was twisted. I meet a dear friend there for lunch at least once and most and am sure I have parked there before and never saw the heart. But today, we saw it and carefully untwisted it. Now is is hear at my house, reminding me that when it is time you find what you need.
