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Originally Posted by TishaBuv
I was very close with my grandma. She would always listen to me and tell me everything would be alright. So now I still sometimes 'talk to her' and she consoles me. I don't really see or hear her, but I can remember her scent and imagine what she'd say. She always wanted to be a part of her children's goings on. If anybody could break through from death to talk to the living, it would be her.
I'm sorry you are not feeling well. It's a journey.
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Thanks. Maybe grief was surfacing. I miss my sister. Thanks for the well wishes.
PS I am sorry your company didn't show on Halloween. I would have been over in a minute to partake in some witch's brew. But that kind of thing has happened to me in the past...it always feels crummy. Not very neighborly neighbors... You need to find the ones who will show up and only invite them. Also, don't sweat their rudeness. Better luck next year!
