I’ve just returned from visiting my daughters, son-in-law, and granddaughter. It was a short, but sweet, journey for many reasons. There were the many times my granddaughter made me laugh. The hugs. The food. The drink. And, especially the conversations. There were tears of sadness, and tears of joy.
My oldest daughter, who is still paying off half a zillion dollars in student loans, called to chat with me the other day, and I could tell she was multi-tasking as we talked.
My first private session with Dr. Peebles was through Trance Medium, Thomas Jacobson, in 1989. I had a list of questions, such as, "What is it like on the other side?" and "Why am I always so melancholy?"
Inevitably, during one of the many fascinating discussions around the dinner table when I was growing up, someone would gesture too broadly and knock over a wine glass. Before the person even had a chance to apologize, my Mom would whoop and holler with joy, "Whoa! Look at that! It's good luck!" and she would mop up the mess, and refill the glass.