Pix woke me up at some stage wanting to get on the bed. She gets off during the night and sleeps on the pillows. She was carrying on like she wanted to play so I got up and put her on the bed. She has stairs to
climb to get up which she usually does. Now I’m wondering if I stopped breathing! @MissGremlin
Careful this could be triggering as it’s about death and ‘feeling’ people who have left.
Ive never gotten over losing her or pop. They are the ones that my psych uses as my safe people in rescripting memories and ‘feeling’ them in my dark moments. I have this ability that I sometimes can actually feel them. I’ve had a couple of people tell me that I have 2 people watching over me.
Pop died in December 2003 and it was just before Christmas. I lived away then. I was driving home on Christmas Eve in the dark and there was this star just under my rear view mirror. Every time I turned or went around a bend it stayed there. I now see that start all the time and think of them. I got to midnight mass that night. Pop use to come with us every year after Nan died. He had the same spot in the same pew each time we went to mass. I sat next to him. He was at that mass that night. I felt him sitting there and so did mum.
To this day when we go to mass I leave pops spot there.