I believe in ghosts, but not the kind that you see. Well maybe them too, but I've never seen one. However I have had what I call spirit visits. And sometimes I know things I shouldn't know. So my dad has visited me twice. Once when Mike was born and the night before Connor was born. My grandma visited me and told me about the clock. Dang if she wasn't right. And then a woman has now visited me twice. I'm pretty sure it was Sheryl and she wanted me to give hugs to George. Yeah okay........
George and I have a boundary issue. So I just let it go. Then she visited me again and again told me he needed a hug. Okay. So I sent him one over the internet. I didn't explain it in detail just told him that he would think many different things. He came back with (and he doesn't understand) that he feels none of that negative stuff and returned my hug and called me sweety.
Wait...what? Yeah. I think he just uses terms of endearment as charm. But they always throw me off. Sometimes it almost feels condescending. Not necessarily from George, but from men in general who aren't part of a relationship. So I will take his term of endearment as he meant it. And go back to letting that all go. But I do so still love George.
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