a spec of dust in the light ... The clock that keeps stopping. Coincidences or archangel Micheal. The white feathers all of us see. The different meanings in this time.
All the incidences along this journey. The dreams. The dream catcher my daughter gave. The reverence in my angel bookmark from my god mum ...
The prayers sent our way particularly by those who do. And those that did not ..
... amazing beyond description that this is the integral part of encapsulating the signs .... and that outline of our deceased loved one by our side the day he was laid to rest .. stunning is not the word ...
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