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Six months after my husband died, I met a friend for lunch on my wedding anniversary. She gave me a gift in a bag bearing the name of a kitchen store in Seattle, The Wooden Spoon.
My first date with my husband had been at a restaurant called The Woode Spoon. I was speechless and had no doubt that it was Matt sending me a message.
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