There is a growing number of loved ones in my life who have passed away and as time goes on, there’s been a beautiful shift in how I relate to their love. The first big loss was my maternal grandmother. She passed away on Valentine’s Day 13 years ago. I was in London visiting my brother at the time and I believe it was her way of always reminding us how much she loved us. Each of my closest loved ones who have passed on have a way of connecting with me from the other side. The number 919 shows up when my grandmother is reaching out to me. Her birthday was 9/19. With my paternal grandmother, blue jays show up on my fire escape or follow me around in the park. She loved watching the birds hanging out at the feeder in her backyard. These are reminders that I am still loved even if I can’t be with them here on the earth plane. When my stepmother, Linda, passed away last spring, she came to me in a ...
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