You wait forever for one, and then three turn up at once.
The brain race from earlier has subsided now that I'm at home (my parent's place, where I can actually relax) and I've found out some key stuff about my current living situation. But my mind keeps coming back to what I learned last night.
The Medium I met yesterday spoke to a woman who had passed over. She was slim, with "something about the eyes" and short hair. Her living daughter is also slim, with thick hair and a constant pain in her ankle and bears a strong resemblance to her. It was my mother's mother, and my aunt.
I didn't know what to make of this, and I still don't, but it has stayed with me all day and intrigued me enough to ask my Mum questions about my grandmother. I find that I'm more drawn to her now than I have ever been, and although she died when I was very young, I feel that I want to get to know her. This is the only picture of her I have ever seen when she was young.
