Konnor’s Spirit

It started when I was a child. My Maternal Grandfather would sit me in his lap and speak of ghost stories as if they were fairy tales. His belief in the afterlife and the ability to come back in another form was so strong that long after I had forgotten the sound of his voice, […]

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Through Grief ..I Believe

I wasn’t sure if  I was a believer. I wasn’t raised in a religious family. Oh sure I was baptized in the Catholic Church, I had my first communion. But I wasn’t taught anything about God. Or should I say, anything I could remember. So when Konnor died I struggled with my faith. How could […]

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