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It’s a blue moon tomorrow…
After a looooooooong respite…
Well that should see off the JC rats…
sent to me by a friend who is a medium… :lol:
:D
They’re breeding! :shock:
* brings Tiddles back in and gives her saucer of milk *
Thought I would share this.
A customer came into the shop with her granddaughter who was around 8 or 9 years old and the only way I can describe this little girl is that whilst she looked like any other little girl her age, it was if she had a light inside her that glowed softly. We chatted and the granddaughter asked if she could have an angel card reading. I told her that I was sorry but she was too young and she said “I don’t see why, the angels talk to me all the time about what it will be like when I go home…it won’t be long now either.”Then off she went to look at the fairies and dragons, leaving me and the grandmother together. I looked at her, questioningly but not wanting to pry, and the grandmother smiled and said “She’s very special isn’t she? She was an early talker and when she was coming up to her 4th birthday she told her mother “the angels say I have to make the most of everything because I will be going home sooner than others.” When we told her that she was home she said “not THIS home silly, the other home, the one where we lived before we were babies.” When she was 7 she fell ill – she has a very rare form of cancer, untreatable. The doctors say she could live another 10 years but she says she’s going home soon and we mustn’t be upset because the angels have told her it will be a very happy time for her.”
I just didn’t know what to say…we should have been sad for her, maybe a little tearful, but her faith, her conviction, was so absolute and her joy in life now and the prospect of “going home” was contagious and you just couldn’t feel sad for her, just for the life that could have been. Just before they left I commented that it must be reassuring to the whole family to have such a strong faith and the gran looked at me in surprise and said “oh but we don’t, none of us are religious or believe in God or angels…well, we didn’t believe in angels until this one came along and told us.”
My thoughts are with you Jeanie xx
I miss this but I have the happy memories :D
Long summer days on the beach, feeling the soft golden sand between my toes, body-surfing the waves, playing beach cricket. Mam (or someone else’s mother – they took it in turns) turning up at lunchtime with sandwiches and if we were lucky, some money to get fresh hot doughnuts from the beach shop…then later, dad coming to join us straight from work. If money was good then fish and chips from the the beach chip shop then as the sun went down the short walk home and to bed…until the next day when we did it all again :D
And Christmas Day, post Christmas dinner, walking along the prom as the wind blew the cobwebs away. Others doing the same, some walking the dog, some with children riding their new bikes or on the roller skates that Father Christmas had brought, all of us with rosy cheeks and smiling at strangers, wishing them a merry christmas.
Then New Years Eve…waiting for the passing ships to sound their horns at midnight, signalling the new year, looking across towards the lights of Mumbles, making our wishes for the next 12 months.
