This morning all of the sudden I was transported to my grandmother's kitchen and was smelling her delicious mexican cooking. I could smell her beans and tortillas and sopita. And, as I was standing there i could smell the wood floors and see out the back door. She has been ill for a while but I havent gone to see her. I now feel even worse. My fear is that she has passed over, and just came to let me know or to help her go. I have been talking with her and telling her to go to the light and see my dad, my grandfather, my uncle and my brother. I will update you on the status of this.
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