You said something about physical presence. I think I just experienced it. I was walking around the house, cleaning up after the kids and doing house chores. I was thinking I miss her so much. I even miss her yelling at me. What I would give to hear her yell at me about something besides the stupidity of the sitch. I looked in the other room and I could see her standing there in my sons room folding and putting away clothes.
I must be dreaming. But that is the room she always slept in with the kids.
I was cleaning that room the other day. I found a bunch of her hair in the corner underneath the dresser. I put it in some paper and wrapped it up and put it in my wallet.
She's here... But I think it is more of a spiritual presence.
