Fate that's the only thing I can call it. We are still traveling in Maine, now in Wells, where we try to stop on our fay home every summer. Wednesday we went to a Walmart to pickup some dog food for Zeus,pulling out of the lot there was a pretty young lady standing with a sign and 2 dogs. The sign said traveling anything appreciated. I told Peg to hand me some dog food, gave her several cans, she thanked us and before the light changed she knelt down and fed her dogs. Left us with a nice feeling. The next day we went for a ride looking for Cape Porpoise lighthouse, we had been there before but if you have ever driven through the Kennebunk if you are not familiar the roads twist and turns and you can drive for an hour and not find what you are looking for. While Driving about I came upon these beautiful gates, it was a Franciscan Monastery. I had to turn in. The grounds were lush and green. We followed the winding roads and on the left there is a magnificent outdoor Chapel, then a little farther there is a wonderful Shrine. I was drawn to stop. We got out and I hurriedly walk towards it. I know there is a ban on religion on this site but all I can say this was the closest thing I have ever had to a Religious experience.
I felt that I was in my deceased parents presence. I won't bore you with the details. But if you ever wish to visit there it will heal your soul. If the mods feel it is necessary to edit or remove this post I understand. I felt equally compelled to share this with my friends. God Bless all and I hope you feel the peace that I am now feeling.