Since my mother passed a year ago, my relationship with her has taken on a new, deeper form. There's a presence I feel every day, one that has shifted how I understand love and my connection to something greater. In moments of quiet reflection and meditation, I find myself guided, sometimes unexpectedly, by a wisdom that feels familiar. It's a connection that's hard to explain but impossible to ignore, and it lingers, shaping my path in ways that aren't always clear but always felt. Humor remains a thread between us, weaving through the memories, keeping her close in ways words can’t fully capture. This is what I talk about in the audio.

Have a great weekend, I hope you are making good use of the energy!
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