Today as I walked along the platform to get the train to work, I noticed that there were perfectly white, perfectly shaped white feathers lining the path I walk. I’d like to think that it is my angels offering comfort to me in what has been a difficult 3 weeks. I lost my grandmother very suddenly on the 23rd March. We were very close and she was one of my best friends. It has hit me so hard and I am still absolutely devastated. She was so supportive through all 3 of my miscarriages, herself having suffered a molar pregnancy when she was a young woman. I had so hoped that she would one day get to meet my children so that they too could learn from this most amazing, strong and independent woman.
Tomorrow I get my test results that Mr. Rai ordered a month ago. I hope that the universe has happiness in it’s plan for me, I’m not sure I can cope with any more sadness and grief. I hope there are more white feathers tomorrow morning!