Our little pod people tend to send postcards from the Mother Ship around holidays and special events to remind us that they are still out there. They do not want to be forgotten. We will never be rid of them until God calls them home. They will always find a way to stay in touch. Sad, but very true.
I got my postcard yesterday via an odd call, but that's okay. I just smiled and told the caller he definitely needed to learn to speak clearly and tell my xh Merry Christmas! The caller was sputtering and shocked, but he knew I was on to him. Gotta find the humor in this stuff after a while!
Sit quietly, the answers will reveal themselves when you least expect them to. The past is gone, the present is a gift and you need to focus on today, allow the future to reveal itself when it is ready.
