I went back to bed.
Despite sleeping for nearly 12 hours last night, I slept another 4.
I feel crappy.
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Daughter number one and I went to (Spiritualist) Church last night. We go most weeks, except haven't been for a while because I've been ill. It's a proper church - not all mumbo jumbo. It's very reassuring.
They told her again that she can see spirit, and that her power will grow. Apparently it starts as seeing little lights in the air, and develops from that. I like the idea that loved ones are around us, looking out for us.
I miss my dad.
This is an old picture of my dad, when he was in the Navy during the war. It was taken in Sydney, Australia, and he's the one second from the right. He's been dead for 5 years now.
