A talk with Mom, Part 2

*grin* I figured out who has been here. Not the old guy. I don’t think I’ll ever know who he is. But remember I said I’ve been picking things up since you’ve been gone? Grandmother. Actually, both, but more Olivia.

I wish we’d really talked about your gifts more. I wasn’t born with outward evidence. However, sometimes, when I look inside the stillness, I just know. But, like you, I think I’m never going to really be able to help myself with it. It’s just going to be around when I least expect. Nevertheless, it is good knowing I may feel alone, but I’m not–on this plane or the others.

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