I discovered my son taken for adoption was a Deadhead and I found a big stack of ticket stubs from all the shows he'd gone to. I just had a memorial marker made for him that says "Keep On Truckin'."
It was to me also. I dont believe in mediums its a long story. I documented it in my book Not Remembered Never Forgotten. The medium Carol London has passed away. They are real and there are those who watch over us and will help
Love this one! Now I really want to get on the bus. I'm one of those "lucky" people with deep roots, but I think many of us often feel that sense of separation within our own families. Your beautiful words have made me feel as though I could find connection and grounding on the bus. Thank you!
Wow Louise - explaining how moments in time and unexpected places can feel just like home. Just like family. It fills my heart that you find that in common with Bill and the music and the space.
♥️♥️♥️ Love this Louise, your opening paragraph and all the way through brought me home, your words flow are so beautiful, I could hear the music in my head and feel the love you feel when at a Dead show, there’s nothing like it. Thanks for sharing your gift with us.
♥️♥️♥️ Love this Louise, your opening paragraph and all the way through brought me home, your words flow are so beautiful, I could hear the music in my head and feel the love you feel when at a Dead show, there’s nothing like it. Thanks for sharing your gift with us.
I think I now understand the Dead a bit. I never really have “gotten” them before, but I certainly connect with what you’re saying, and so it must work that direction, too. Very good writing, my friend. Thank you. So appreciate you!
Take 2 🎬 I’m bawling 😭 but they’re happy tears. This!! Your beautiful words explain feelings that are hard to describe unless you just know. I wish we didn’t know but oh my goodness what we would’ve missed otherwise. “What a long strange trip it’s been” ❤️
I like that. What we would've missed otherwise! "What a trip indeed." "And if you go, no one may follow. That path is for your steps alone."- thank you Jill.
I discovered my son taken for adoption was a Deadhead and I found a big stack of ticket stubs from all the shows he'd gone to. I just had a memorial marker made for him that says "Keep On Truckin'."
I love his memorial marker. You are so strong.
I've invited you to his FB group "John Stuart Oxley Friends and Family." However, the marker I had made has his given birth name on it "Jeremy Scott."
I am glad. 🥰
That is amazing. The way ticket stubs! He must have been an amazing person. Thank you for sharing that Mary.
Thank you Louise. As an adoptee, yes, resonance has opened me wider than biological belonging. I'm grateful to you for expressing that so beautifully!
Gaye, thank you for reading and sharing that with me.
Great job! Really loved this one!
Thank you, friend! That means a lot. 🥹
We all have those questions and we need to find the answers and we can
Yes.
I found my family in 8 months with no information at all and records locked. I used a medium.
That is amazing!
It was to me also. I dont believe in mediums its a long story. I documented it in my book Not Remembered Never Forgotten. The medium Carol London has passed away. They are real and there are those who watch over us and will help
I believe that too.
Love this one! Now I really want to get on the bus. I'm one of those "lucky" people with deep roots, but I think many of us often feel that sense of separation within our own families. Your beautiful words have made me feel as though I could find connection and grounding on the bus. Thank you!
Thank you so much for this thoughtful insight. It really means a lot. You know I’d love it if you were on the bus with me. You’re my dancing friend.
Wow great insights! Super interesting about the connection between the Dead and adoptee experiences. Loved everything about this!
Thank you 😊- the Bill from the story! Love!❤️
This resonates deeply - thank you!
Thank you 😊
I love this! ❤️
Thank you so much!
Wow Louise - explaining how moments in time and unexpected places can feel just like home. Just like family. It fills my heart that you find that in common with Bill and the music and the space.
Thanks Donna. This means a lot from you.
As soon as you started describing the bus, I wanted on! I am so touched by this and got teary over John identifying with you.
I want on
🥰
Welcome. ❤️
So beautiful. I love that you found your “bus” of belonging. “Reach out your hand if your cup be empty”.
We’re all walking each other home.
We are. Love that you put the lyric.
♥️♥️♥️ Love this Louise, your opening paragraph and all the way through brought me home, your words flow are so beautiful, I could hear the music in my head and feel the love you feel when at a Dead show, there’s nothing like it. Thanks for sharing your gift with us.
Thanks my fellow DH! I appreciate your words-“Let there be songs to fill the air.”
♥️♥️♥️ Love this Louise, your opening paragraph and all the way through brought me home, your words flow are so beautiful, I could hear the music in my head and feel the love you feel when at a Dead show, there’s nothing like it. Thanks for sharing your gift with us.
Nothing! We need to be together at one.
Your writing is your music!
Thanks for being you.
I think I now understand the Dead a bit. I never really have “gotten” them before, but I certainly connect with what you’re saying, and so it must work that direction, too. Very good writing, my friend. Thank you. So appreciate you!
Greg. That is great. It's a thing for sure - maybe like 'us' ... :) Thanks for saying my writing is good. Appreciate you, too!
Take 2 🎬 I’m bawling 😭 but they’re happy tears. This!! Your beautiful words explain feelings that are hard to describe unless you just know. I wish we didn’t know but oh my goodness what we would’ve missed otherwise. “What a long strange trip it’s been” ❤️
You have a gift. 🎁
I like that. What we would've missed otherwise! "What a trip indeed." "And if you go, no one may follow. That path is for your steps alone."- thank you Jill.