Every year decorating is a busy event. The house would be filled with the noise of telling stories and laughter. This year of course is different.
The house is quiet. As I decorate, I have time to think, time to remember, time to be in touch.
The many different decorations and crafts made with and by loved ones. I feel them all here with me. I see them happy and well, surrounding them with love, knowing they will feel it.
Those who have passed, in turn, I feel their presence with me. I hear their voices. I often chatter away with them, keeping them up to date. I love that we are never truly separated. This love connects us all and never ends.
It has been said that many more people are having paranormal experiences now during COVID. I believe it’s because we all had to slow down and pay attention to our world.
Expect them to show up. Loved ones are near.