Strange and sort of profound how comedic moments sometimes come when we are in anguish. I like to think this is the people upstairs trying to comfort us because love never leaves. Like when my aunt was on her deathbed and her daughter and I left the hospital. Driving home smoke started randomly coming from the middle of her steering wheel. Or my mom in hospital saying "ooh the pretty lights up there must be the angels coming for me." (nurse walks in, taps blinking smoke detector and mutters "we have to get that fixed"). This sh is hard. Love to you💜
As someone who struggles with depression and anxiety. Your spoken words and writing offers a space of solace. Thank you. I’m a fan.
Strange and sort of profound how comedic moments sometimes come when we are in anguish. I like to think this is the people upstairs trying to comfort us because love never leaves. Like when my aunt was on her deathbed and her daughter and I left the hospital. Driving home smoke started randomly coming from the middle of her steering wheel. Or my mom in hospital saying "ooh the pretty lights up there must be the angels coming for me." (nurse walks in, taps blinking smoke detector and mutters "we have to get that fixed"). This sh is hard. Love to you💜
Beautiful, Jenny! Love to you💜
Brought tears to my eyes. Dark and light as sides of the same coin. His ancestral energy will remain powerful and light your way.❤️