Murrmurr
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- Location
- Sacramento, California
She sounds like my Auntie. Aunt Florence. Everyone loved her, but somehow she exuded even more love than she was loved.My personal answer as to "what made me want to believe in afterlife" is the peace, love, and joy I saw in my best friend in High School. I lost contact with her but later in life, out of the blue, I thought, "I want what she had". And I began to search for it.
She had a light that reached everyone around her that came from within her. She was patient and grateful for what she had and where she was. She could sing like an angel. Not many people knew that. She wasn't boastful. She was beautiful but plain.
But she didn't have many friends. She didn't go to the drinking parties, or do drugs, or join cliques, or gossip. She didn't fit in with many. She had self-control.
Her example is why I wanted to believe.
Auntie worked at my grandfather's tailor shop, where I worked also. Grampa taught me to cut fabric and use the machines, but Auntie taught me to sew.