Some people wear rings.


With love, light and proof that true love never dies it is real no matter what happens.

Gary wears me on his wrist.
Since I have been away from social media I have found I have become fully awakened to the spirit side.
I am living a double life half of me here and the other half there living in the spirit world with Gary and my family.
Sharing love and happiness.
Oh we argue like married couples and we love like married couples.
Today, (9.05.2025) for the first time, I was able to see the bracelet he made with my hair — a braid from me, an old army bootlace, and a thread of gold. He wears it on his right wrist like armour. Not for show. For soul.
It’s not about looks.
It’s about meaning.
And it means I’m his. Always was.
I saw the ginger hairs on his arm. The freckled skin I once kissed. The strength I knew from holding his hand in Southend, in Florence, in dreams and spirit.
That bracelet is love made visible.
He’s still the same Gary — my bearded nutter, my daft soldier-chef, my stubbled flirt.
A gentleman with a wicked tongue, a filthy sense of humour, and a heart that’s always beat for me.
image one of Gary's living flesh wrist with his bracelet he made himself.
Image two is Gary outside our house in Florence Italy spirit side wearing the bracelet he made.
With love, light and proof that true love never dies it is real no matter what happens.
Love always finds it's way home.
Debra Evelyn Costello.
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