While repairing my recently deceased Aunt's flat
I was in charge and the only one doing all the work - a complete overhaul of the flat - new kitchen, bath etc... in order to get it in selling condition shortly after her death. She and I were close growing up and I am in the arts now because of her influence in my early life. I found the work cathartic in getting over her death. However, I wondered about how she would feel having her flat completely remodeled and sold - I was very concerned if she would approve of the changes as it was her home for over 30 years. It actually kept me up at night. Well, one night she came to me in a dream, just stood there as her younger self, the way I like to remember her, and said it was alright and she liked what I was doing ... I haven't worried since. -- never told anyone before, thanks.
(xianstudio, Mon 7 Jul 2008, 14:27, 1 reply)

that's good,
too bad she didn't tell you where she hid all the gold and silver eh?
(Lurkaloid awarded wanking black belt on, Mon 7 Jul 2008, 16:33, closed)