My Grandpa, the Pelican

My aunt, my mom's younger sister, always says that when she sees a pelican, it is her dad, my grandpa, coming to visit and say hello. He loved the water and pelicans. I rather enjoy getting to say hello to my grandpa, who died when I was 4 or 5. I hardly remember him, but I loved him and think of him. I think of him more often as an adult than I ever did when I was younger, partially because we pray for him daily during our prayers for the departed, but also in times like this when we see pelicans at a nearby pond, or at the beach. I am grateful for these little reminder.