Today, I wanted to continue staying in bed, snuggled under my warm bed covers. I heard the wind howl last night and I knew it was going to be a very cold day. Colder than usual.
A few weeks ago, my sister V and I met with a medium in the hopes in speaking with our father who passed away four years ago in January. She was carrying guilt over his passing and wanted to hear from him.
Ever had those days when you look at your self and thought, I haven’t met most of what I desired. Where did the “time” go?