The Love Never Dies

Sunday morning, the 1st text I saw was that someone I loved and used to nanny for, had died earlier that morning. My shock was short lived as when I went down to make breakfast, he was right there with me as a spirit, excitedly sharing away.
 
Having experienced grief, I know how devastating it is. And certain losses, quite honestly I don't know how people recover from. AND simultaneously, I am so aware that the love never dies. It changes form but it's still there.
 
For some, that'll bring comfort. For others reeling from a profound loss, that may only bring anger because we want our loved ones here with us now, in body.
 
I get it, I really do. Even knowing what I do, loss is so unimaginably painful.
 
I made a short video about my experience Saturday morning, for those who wish to tap into the love that’s ever present. May it help anyone who needs it.

 YouTube video