Originally Posted by JJJ lover:
“I worry soo much about losing either of my folks - you are totally right - there is never enough time.”
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Originally Posted by
Wendilums:
“I've never believed in the afterlife or psychic readings etc. Until that day. It did happen Kala, at the time I was spooked out by it, but then as I sat and talked about it I realised and so did GD and Sis that it could well have been mum letting me know she's returned home.
After mum passed, I would sit outside having a ciggie and think of something that happened earlier and think I must go and tell mum - then tears would well up and begin streaming down my face as I realised I couldn't, she was no longer across the road. For 3 months I put on a brave face, people would come up to me and ask how GD was, and I was fine when I answered them. Sometime between the 3rd and 4th month after mums passing, I had not one but 2 people ask - not how GD was, but how I was after losing mum. I just broke down each time, that was the first time I had been asked and the second time, all in the same day. There's not a day goes by that I don't think about her, I still feel pain that she's not here anymore, the situation hasn't got easier as time has passed by, but it's become more manageable. I do miss her 
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i understand what your saying big time...
when you tell people how many years it is since they passed, for me, i get annoyed cause thats how long it is since i last talked to him, since we last hugged and since i last kissed him and brushed his hair. everyone grieves differently,even my sister and brother are different in their grief...im the baby of the family, and sometimes feel i let them down by crying when i miss him. i dont want to cry in front of mum, cause i know she will start....
wendy, you are talking about spooky things, heres a lovely one,
at my dads funeral,the minister read a verse, that i didnt hear, i was numb,i just remember that we played elvis, how great thou art in the church. thats really all i remember. dad was a big elvis fan
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anyway, Mum,my sister and me had to go down to dublin on a bus trip with a group that we are involved with. in a wee lovely nik-nak shop i was reading cards, i picked up one of the wallet sized cards about death. i read the first line and said this is lovely. i bought, was on couple of pounds.. on the way home i took photos of my mum and sister in the back of the bus....here goes.
1.when i got the pictures out the next day, there was a lovely beautiful golden glow behind my mum and sister...but it was a grey cloudy wet day..
2. when we arrived home at my house i got out the card and started to read it to my husband and mum. both their faces lit up. it was the verse the minister had read for my dad. i hadnt heard it.
for me, these were signs that he had spent the day with us. we cried and cried. i carry the wallet card with me always....
just my thoughts and feelings laid bare for all to see...thats life isnt it...................
sorry for being of topic
love you all xxxx
pmsl 
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