Yesterday 12th April was the anniversary of Gary passing away brutally killed in Iraq 19 years ago.
I was expecting to be sad, but I actually didn't cry or felt sad at all.
There was a beautiful moment in the morning while still in bed, half asleep, I could hear Gary talking to me, telling me to get up.
In my mind, I telepathically send him a poem I had made up for him.
I heard him say "thank you my love that is beautiful".
I am not good at poetry, but I tried to express myself in words apart from saying 3 words
(I Love you).
I eventually got up after being poked and made cold.
Had a shower, toilet, cleaned teeth the usual stuff you do! π¨πΏππ .
Still talking to Gary as I usually do clairaudently or telepathically it doesn't matter he replies anyway.
As the day went by I had forgotten the words to my poem I had sent to my crazy handsome man.
I asked Gary if he remembered it?
He said yes, every word my love.
Being in mind my memory is awful at times if I had a brain I would be deadly he hehehe ππ.
So I popped online to leave a message with my lovely friend and fellow medium Christy to see if she would do me a favour and help me with remembering my poem, by asking Gary if he would tell her it.
I asked Gary if he would tell Christy.
Gary said "Yes, he would tell her".
Christy later replied saying no problem will see if I can connect with him and get back to you in due course, as she was just getting up and was helping her daughter with her garden.
Eventually I got a message back from Christy telling me what she had gotten from Gary.
Low and behold, right in front of my eyes was what I had told Gary, my beautiful poem.
This is the exact poem I had said to Gary in the morning.
You are my everything
My sun π my moon π the wind π¨ππ and rain π§,
I hear your voice π and I smell πyou again,
You fill my heart π, you make it sing πΆ,
You are my everything.
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