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disagreement about food, then making up.

This is short and sweet but to be honest having your true love and soulmate on the other side, well in-between actually.
We do still have disagreements and we argue like any other normal physical married couple.
It all started off yesterday when I came home from visiting Tammi at the shop.
More card readings and everything is on the right path for me.
Got home and started finishing off my sponge cake by filling it with raspberry and blackcurrant jam(jelly) and butter icing which I made from scratch.
I finished the cake with butter icing on top and rainbow sprinkles.
Made a cuppa and got down to preparing dinner which was homemade as well.
Now as you know Gary is a.profeaaional chef and a perfectionist in his work.
It took 30 minutes to complete dinner, washed up, dished the dinner up for me and Nigel, made myself another cuppa tea.
Gary takes the essence of the food as he is earth bound spirit.
We sat down to dinner and asked Gary are you taking your dinner. Reply was rather insulting he said 'not having it looks revolting I will get something out'.
Now that hurt me very much it made me feel like crap.
It was a beautiful flan I made homemade shortcrust pastry, chicken, blackpudding, apple, cranberry stuffing milk and eggs.
I made potato wedges and baked beans.

I enjoyed my dinner very much. He went out in a huff to get something better to eat.

Trying to not cry Infront of Nigel I went upstairs to cry and vent.
It came to evening time and sensed Gary had come home.
I asked did you get something to eat 'he said no I went for a jog felt awful for insulting your food.
I'm sorry sweetheart for saying it'

Funny thing is it didn't make me feel any better, I know sorry can be the hardest word to say for saying something not nice about someone's food considering he has been with me for 28 years alive and on the other side.
I felt him hug me and touch my face as I closed my eyes and in my mind's eye see his sad face looking at me.
I wish I could open my eyes and see him there but it takes a lot of energy to manifest himself to his physical self.

Bed time came and I cried myself to sleep with him continuing to say I am sorry please forgive me.

This morning I cried again having that conversation and wishing I hadn't been born wasn't making things any better.
But he continued to say sorry right up to me having a shower.
I felt his presence in the bathroom as I dried myself, I know what he was saying in my head as I can hear him telepathically and clairaudiently.
Walking into the bedroom to get dressed he helped me with what things to wear which is cool.
He asked could he touch me intimately and I said Yes, so I felt him drop my towel and we made love.
Now this time it felt different more physical than before.
I felt him finish and kiss my back wet lips on my back.
I heard him say I love you so much my love.
I got dressed and the day has started.

Thanks for reading and believing my continuing journey with Gary.

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