Talking Stars

There is something familiar in that little voice that I hear coming to my support when at times a burden of sorrows and grief takes me down on the sofa with little to no energy at all, probably just enough to breath and pump blood. The basics.

Tha little voice is cheeky, smiling and very soft, it calms the tears dropping down my eyes like big bubbles, it creates peace in my heart and makes me smile. Then I am able to stand up and continue with mundane activities. 

My sweet little mango girl, with her shy bright smile is coming again to visit in etherical form. Mamma loves you loads.