It’s been almost three years since Will died, and I really hadn’t planned to write about it or mark the day at all. It’s just a day. Not the day. But interestingly the Pittsburgh Steelers went and nailed down a Superbowl berth by defeating the Ravens in the AFC championship game this last Sunday. Three years ago they did the same thing. Won the AFC the night before Will died. I had insisted that the game be on in his room despite the fact that he couldn’t have known it was on. His friends were surprised to see I had remembered. They always did underestimate me. Of course, I was surprised they would miss an AFC championship game to come pay Will a final visit, so perhaps we are even.
Just to clarify, today is not the anniversary and I won’t be mentioning it again. I was just struck by the coincidence in a completely non-morbid and uncreepy way. Being a believer in signs, I wonder if this one has meaning for me, but honestly can’t think of what it might be. Not that signs have to be laden with meaning. Sometimes an AFC championship win by your late husband’s favorite team is simply an AFC championship win, right?