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On those nights it is not a tissue night, it is a towel night!
I lost Dad, Mom too a few years ago...but, so many times things happen I know they are here. Weird stuff, smell of violets overwhelms with my daughters recent passing. With Mom it was lavendar and vanilla, dad....things came out in dreams and a statue actually slid off the back of the toilet when I was on it late one night.Not wet or sweaty at all. procelin cupisd just slid about a foot and took a nose dive????

I feel peaceful when these happen, will them too...
A bid hug and share a towel anytime.
Dianne