There's something about Mona. Last winter, I woke up from a dream hearing the name Mona with the feeling that something terrible had happened to her. What's strange is that I didn't know anyone named Mona at that time nor in the past. I made a note in my dream diary and put it in my back pocket. Sometimes things manifest in dreams that make more sense in the future and that turned out to be the case here. Within a month, a 70 something year old vicacious light-filled woman na

When I said goodbye to Tena last January 2020, I had no regrets. That's something I make sure of. Did I hug and kiss her enough? Did I...