My dad died at 72. Until then I didn't realise how much I loved him, but interestingly nor did I realise how much he loved me. I'm not sure how his death informed me of this, but it did. If he were looking down on me recriminating myself for this or that in our relationship, I feel he would not want that at all. He would forgive me anyth…
My dad died at 72. Until then I didn't realise how much I loved him, but interestingly nor did I realise how much he loved me. I'm not sure how his death informed me of this, but it did. If he were looking down on me recriminating myself for this or that in our relationship, I feel he would not want that at all. He would forgive me anything and everything and want me to be happy and whole so he could continue living with love including self love and forgiveness through me.
Love is love is love. When we leave this plane of existence, all those fears and wonderings go flying off somewhere, and the Real Thing is all we know.
Sending you and STL such big warm vibes of huggage-- mmmmm!
My dad died at 72. Until then I didn't realise how much I loved him, but interestingly nor did I realise how much he loved me. I'm not sure how his death informed me of this, but it did. If he were looking down on me recriminating myself for this or that in our relationship, I feel he would not want that at all. He would forgive me anything and everything and want me to be happy and whole so he could continue living with love including self love and forgiveness through me.
With loving thoughts 🙏🏽
And I know your dad forgave you, too.
Love is love is love. When we leave this plane of existence, all those fears and wonderings go flying off somewhere, and the Real Thing is all we know.
Sending you and STL such big warm vibes of huggage-- mmmmm!