Yesterday's audition inspired another random thought.
Dakota posed for this picture just before singing his audition song. When I saw the photograph in a larger format, I was struck by something I did not expect: his expression reminded me of my yaya. She died when I was a small child, so my memories of her are faint, but for one brief moment her face looked back at me through my son. It startled me and stirred up feelings of forgotten sadness.
She was a sad woman in many ways, but I loved her dearly. Her memory endures through me and now through my children.
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A gift!! It is amazing when these things happen, but they are a message. When my great-nephew (my dear departed brother's first grandson who was born after my bro died) was born he was very wide awake & alert for a newborn. He had so many expressions like my brother. He also looked at me like my bro would, just an expression in the eyes I recognized. It was so amazing. I felt like it was a message that they had connected on the Other Side & I was being assured that my bro had not missed this event or knowing his grandson. It had all taken place on a spiritual plane.
Have a wonderful weekend!!
Blessed be...
Thank you for sharing that experience, Oklahoma.
It is true that these connections happen in a very spiritual way, sometimes at the moments of greatest need. I feel so fortunate to perceive these connections, if even for one fleeting moment.
Thanks again for checking in.
*tears* get a load of this - when my bridgy stares back at me, i see me - and then, I forgive myself for every stupid thing i ever did. God is amazing like that.
Oh Jen, that is so sweet and sad all mixed into one. I have no doubt but that you have always been a very sweet child and wonderful human being.
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