I normally do not work tuesdays, but last tuesday I had a customer who said she communicated with those who have crossed over. I really didn't comment, but then she said she had a message for me from a person whose name started with an "L", and that's my mom. She went on to tell me other private facts, ones I can't share because of their sacred nature. But the one fact that haunts me is that people have always said that when you pass, your heaven can be where you were the most happy, and my mother always wanted to go back to Florida where she spent much of her childhood. The psychic said my mom kept on reciting "sea shells by the seashore". That means to me I was really making contact, and that has had my stomach in knots. my mom by the beach is beautiful.
I have partially borrowed the title from the recent film, "The Pursuit of Happyness", I really loved the narration style, and how the film would stop when he'd describe parts of his life, such as: this is the part I call "running". Plus, the film and true story took place in lovely San Francisco, and that is where my husband and I were for 5 days and 4 nights. So. . . . .this is the part I call, getting off the plane, and how the F to we get to the city? A minor, but essential detail I failed to plan or even think of when booking the trip. Planning, something I just skipped so in turn, we were a little confused, a little lost, and because of it, it turned out our room was communal living. That is the part I will call, are you f''n serious? We were tired, we were hungry, and we'd been on 3-hr flight, and a quite speedy train for about 45 minutes, and the room which appeared modern spacious online, turned out to be a box, probably 10x12 feet if that. T...
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