Once it’s sunny and dry out again I need to make the couple of mile drive to the cemetery where most of my mom’s family is buried. I keep getting this feeling that they want to talk to me, or me talk to them. Probably regarding mom and her cancer.
Now I know I could talk to them without going up there, but I think a big thing is that they know I don’t invoke things or spirits anywhere near my home. So, in all honesty it’s an understanding my deceased family and I have that that’s the place I’ll go to talk to them.
I just wish this rain would move on, as much as I love rain, so that I could get them to leave me alone. *sigh* Stop nudging me!!!
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