Grampa Jack's Anniversary

Today marks 26 years since my Grampa Jack went home to heaven... but ya know what?I still see him every time I look in the mirror and smile. Dimples come from both sides of my family but I happen to think mine come from him ❤️✨

I did a reading recently that struck a cord in my heart and I haven’t been able to shake it. A mother came through and explained that when she transitioned to Heaven, it was like a kindergarten child running out of school so excited to jump into the arms of her parents waiting for her. She explained that the grief she felt for years after her parents passed disappeared when she was reminded they’ve done this before, lost each other in the mortality of past lifetimes and reunited at Heavens gate.

She said she was sorry that now the grief was something her children would carry until the day they were reunited again but that she’d always be there to listen from across the veil at all the stories her children had about their day.

I think of this with Grampa Jack and how my earliest memory is the day his mom, my Nana, passed. I think of him finally free of cancer, running into his parents arms with the gratitude that they found themselves together again.

Something told me to share this with you tonight. So if you’re feeling heartsick over grief and wondering when it will end: I want to remind you that even grief is temporary. The only long lasting feeling you will ever have is Love. God is Love and as He is our source, our very soul is made from Love.

Nothing else hurts quite as much when you realize love is eternal. We, our souls and the light that powers us, is eternal.

I love you. ❤️ Goodnight ✨