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another birthday surprise, and another cake.

Good morning today is another day on this earth plane of mine.
Not even a dull morning at all. 
Woke to the taste of cheese and onion flavoured crisps (chips) on my breath which is revolting.
I know where I had been to see my six children, my parents both sides Gary's parents and mine. 
"SURPRISE HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM/DEBS" sound of blowing party blowers but this time six of them all at once and singing happy birthday to you.
I don't remember feeling myself out of my body, it felt like I was physically there, (does that make sense)?.
My children are of different ages now from 8 to 20 years old. 
All sitting at the huge dining table with food laid out on the table, 
Food on the table was what I would call my kind of 🎉 party, there was a plate of sliced white buttered bread, next to the plate of bread was a glass bowl of crisps, four bottles of pop (over here in England we call it pop), two bottles of lemonade, two bottles of cola Aldi brands I could see.
So it was crisp sandwiches with pop now that made me grin 😁. 
In the centre of the table was a cake which looked like a peacock. 
The description of this cake that Grace and Scott had made for their mum was sponge (angel cake) butter cream and raspberry jam in between the sponges.
On the top was icing sugar dusted, but what was wow were the peacock feathers made with chocolate and jellytots (Google jellytots if you don't know).
No presents just food, crisps, bread, fizzy pop and that cake.
Looking around I could see my dad smiling and chatting with Gary's dad while sipping beer, both mums chatting and Gary is watching me stuffing my face with a crisp sandwich and a glass of cola in my hand. 
Two surprise birthday parties in one day wow, what can I say, Gary kept his word. 
I don't think 🤔 I have ever felt loved by so many people my family if this is love then I am so happy 😊. 
One thing I did wake up with was very sore middle part of my body from all those squeezing hugs 🤗. 

The best birthday ever. 

The chocolate feathers on the peacock cake were made by Gary he does do his own chocolate making (tempered chocolate 🍫) cut them into feather shapes and stuck the jellytots to the feathers with edible sugar glue.
Master chef a genius. 




Validated by Christy Eaglesham 
This is what she told me. 
I heard from your mum and she said they wanted to celebrate you. They had a party to lift the vibration and enable the connection before you joined them. So much love! Gary organized it. Both parties 🥰 I saw your family gathered before you came through. Gary was helping lift the vibration so it could happen. xo
Christy also told me this. 
My sense is that the connection was clearer because power in numbers and they really all helped lift the veil with their collective energy and enthusiasm. They seemed so excited to be with you. ❤️
 
Please feel free to drop me a comment on my blog. 
This is so amazing and beautiful I have to say this is the best ever birthday. 

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