Mine and ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary's garden in Florence.

This is proof of the existence of life after death (well you don't die).

Yesterday and last night was wonderful, ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary was working on the house/apartment in Florence Italy 🇮🇹 then yesterday evening at the restaurant on the bridge over the river Arno. Ponte Vecchio.

Saturday night/Sunday Morning Gary took me to see the garden at the house/apartment in Florence and he took me there last night too.

It was kinda funny last night I was trying to meditate before I went to sleep, normally I drift off after a bit of meditation but having continuous clairaudience with the other side, I just heard ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary "say go to sleep please I want to surprise you again".

So I did as I was told and went to sleep, awakening myself I found myself with hands over my face and the smell of herbs and cypress trees. Gary pulled his hands away from my face so I could see the garden.

This is a similar image I found yesterday of our garden.

Christy confirmed this yesterday when he took me there for the first time.

Also I have had another validation from Christy just now telling me this.

He just confirmed the whole thing! He showed me the two of you in the garden under the stars.

Never believed I could travel to the other side and prepare myself for a new life with my beautiful ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary and my children 👶👧👦.

I asked ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Gary this morning can we live in Florence Italy 🇮🇹 instead of Nottingham England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢🇬🇧.

I got a replied back " if you wish to then 𝕐𝔼𝕊 "

So Florence Italy 🇮🇹 here I come and enjoy the beautiful view of the garden.

One thing I will be doing is growing the vegetables and herbs for the restaurant on the ponte Vecchio.

I cannot wait to be loved and appreciated by someone who loves me for who I am.

similar to the garden on the other side in Florence Italy 🇮🇹.

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