A heart-warming story for my animal-loving readers, plus some quick and simple tips on how to notice when deceased loved ones visit.
Two short stories and some thoughts on how our loved ones in Spirit can and do return to visit us.
She calls him Happy Feet. Because that’s all she sees of him – a pair of child’s bare feet, glowing hazy blue and more visible at night, pattering here and there behind her as she works on her computer. He skips around her room, silent but never still, telephatically inserting pieces of his childhood memories into her mind.