I am living my daily life as it comes, day to day, mellow as it mostly is every day. I am spoiled and blessed with a hubby often with me if not always with me in the house. I am blessed with a companion to my weeks, months and years. And two dogs and a cat!

But I am also fearful we are running out of time. BJG's health seems rather crappy. I am worried he may very well die in the next 5 years. I try not to worry too much. To enjoy the big quality time we do have together , almost 24-7, in the last 2 years. It is truly wonderful and has been for that duration. A crow is cawing. Without reincarantion stories, I am more scared of the after life, about never seeing hubby or others again ever. To me, it would have been like a waste of a lifetime to never see hubby again after death due to nothing in the afterlife or no reincarnation nor energy heavenly or what have you. 

If reincarnation does exist, i am to be reborn a black lady mother and then nun for 30 years until death at 63. Yes, I absolutely haveno clue why or how I come up with these stories. They have been popping up in my head, that particular lifetime so called to come, since 2018, when I painted the black lady in a series of 3 or 4 paintings. Now that i think of it, it sounds like a rather tough lifetime. Way tougher than this one, which has been masthmellows for about 3-4 years.