Hello
Just a strange thing happened to me last night and I wanted to tell someone! I had a few friends round for a drink and was busy preparing for this. I don't do it often so I was perhaps a bit more nervous as to how it would go. Good people who do understand me by the way.. for a change .
I went up to change before they came and put on a little necklace with a heart on it that I have had for years. No particular significance to Barry but I like it and it is made of green stone that is reassuring to touch. I haven't worn it in months. Maybe not since last year ? During the day evening, which was going well, I felt something strange. Almost as of Barry was there.
As I was cleaning up afterwards, the little heart fell from my neck and broke in two. I didn't do anything to provoke this, it just fell. Strange but true. A broken heart. That's how I feel nowadays. I have since repaired the necklace, but the rest .........?
Night night
Hi Fifinet
Your tale of your necklace reminds me of several different things that have happened to me since Mark passed away...
At the funeral tea I went to walk across the room and both the soles fell off my leather shoes. One minute they were sturdily fixed and next I was left with the shoe uppers laced firmly on my feet but sole-less. There was a hushed silence from everyone followed by smiles and comments that Mark was with us and having a joke with me.
Another time I was visiting a place Mark loved and talking to our friend about him, my watch strap broke and the watch fell to the floor. I picked it up and placed it in my bag to mend later. But, when I got it back out it was fixed and never broke again!
Strange ... But it does make you wonder.
Mym
Yes I think that too. I have told the story about the little ashes heart I have around my neck. It fell off one night when I was in bed and I woke up to find it on the mattress. I fixed it back on and then a few nights later noticed it wasn't there again so panicked I searched the house for it and feared it had fallen off outside. Going to bed that night I went to close the bedroom door and was aware that something was at the bottom of the door I looked down and there it was on the floor. I fixed it back on to my chain again and went into the living room where I have a photo of Jay and I looked at it and I said. `Not funny` will you stop doing that and just like that it never happened again. So yes I think they are still around playing little jokes on us just to keep us on our toes.
xx
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