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by astro_pettit

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Bookworm

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Bao T. Nguyen

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2009-12-17

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Mary’s sorrowful heart in Naples, Italy.

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What traffic used to look like when grandma drove us home at night. Every night.

I miss it. Everytime.

I always knew we were almost home because the last street has one speed bump and there is a left turn before our driveway.

Elm St.

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Pigeon 215 by Unknown ⌘ Water bends to nature’s simple needs

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Oneonta Gorge, Columbia River, Oregon

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Staying in grandma's house and speaking to her energies and spirit and sharing good memories has been so healing.

I get upset when she speaks very clearly but I can't hear her, but it's a small price to pay to know she's always going to be there so long as I keep her in my prayers and respect her space.

I'm here to love as a keeper of her space. I decided.

My private life in this city is so cursed by people who legitimately have no clue what it's like to be an individual outside of popular culture that I'd rather stay alone with my matriarchal spirits anyway.

They don't mind my company, they don't mind my mood swings, they don't mind me for who I at all and that's how I like it.

I keep the house clean and keep the candles, incense and flowers fresh.

I haven't changed the flowers for my grandma yet but they are still blooming as well. I gave her an incense for our South and East Asian family in our community to respect her spirit. So long as my offering is alive she may come by and speak with me. I'm hoping so.

So anyway, things in this house will be run regularly and quietly from now on. She is such a fun spirit to speak to and genuinely can't wait to see her on the other side one day. I miss her so much.

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We're gonna go see one day.

Gate to Paradise

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