continuing relationship with my deceased husband Gary

📝 Blog Episode: “Pregnant in Two Worlds – Belly Kicks and Spirit-Side Sass” I’m pregnant. Earthside. Spirit-side. Belly twisting, ribs humming, daisy petals blooming in places I didn’t know could bloom. I blame Gary Paul Costello. My sass sexy Yorkshire lad. My spirit-side husband. My legacy-maker. That todger, that sausage, that cheeky bugger—he wrecked me with love and devotion and a wink that could melt butter. I feel him everywhere. In the kicks. In the cravings. In the way I cry over spumante bottles and pasta curls. He’s whispering through my bones, laughing through my belly, and strutting through my dreams. I’m adding a photo of me earthside, belly blooming, cheeks flushed. Because this isn’t just pregnancy—it’s presence. It’s sacred. It’s cheeky. It’s ours.