The Ghost came through......and his name is Edward

Excuse me while I loosen my pants so I can sit down and type. A long weekend around family, friends and food is just asking for trouble. Thankfully I was able to run while we were away, it got to the point where I was just trying to break even calorie wise. And, we had quite the reading with a medium, which I'll get to in a minute.

Confession time. I'll say right off the bat, I was bad about keeping my food journal, but I was good about not picking at what the kids had leftover on their plates. I just sucked it up and tossed their plates into the garbage. But the food kept showing up, like when we stopped at a bakery with my Mom on the way home from a museum (ate a bit of a cookie). When my sister and brother were over with their families, the easiest choice for dinner for the large group was pizza (I ate a veggie slice....AND a Sicilian slice....AND half a regular slice). We went to brunch after one of my BFF's had her baby baptized.....all I can say it's a good thing I was able to go on a six mile run down to the beach after (I thought of taking my camera, because it was a beautiful day, but didn't have anywhere to carry it. So I'll make due with this photo of Luke at the same beach last spring). We also paid a visit to my sister A's cute new apartment in my old neighborhood in Astoria.

After freezing in windy Astoria Park flying kites, playing in the playground, and walking past the track where I used to run, we had lunch. Where we discovered Eliza loves lamb gyros, and the spinach pie is as kick ass as I remember. Wine was a staple throughout the weekend, and on a sunny Sunday afternoon, Mike mixed up some Margaritas. It was that kind of an afternoon.

While we were there my Mom gave me her 33 year old Le Creuset pot.

Now onto our reading. As I've written before, I grew up in a house with ghosts. As soon as M the medium came in and sat down with us, she said the house has a very good energy, that there is nothing dark about it. She saw a man who was pacing the floor next to her, she described him the same way we have all seen him, with a long dark coat, and a hat. His name is Edward, and he was showing her candles, which made us laugh, because he has made himself known by blowing out candles in the backyard (when there is no wind to speak of). M thinks he died in the house after falling down the stairs, and asked if we hear him pacing in the hallway, which we have. She also talked about the woman who hangs out in the house, and asked if we ever smelled lilacs, because that is her. At first she mentioned a little girl spirit, but it's actually a little boy (the one Luke spoke to). M thought he was a girl at first, because he's a very sensitive spirit. M then pointed towards the back of our house, and asked if we see him in a bedroom upstairs.......Bingo.

I don't blame you if you think I'm completely full of it, and so is M, but I believed her. It was crazy. A few people who have passed over came through to talk to us, and she said things that I don't know how she would know unless we told her. L&E were both asleep before she got there, and she described the two of them to a T.

My sister in law has been calling me every day to talk about it, because she can't get over it.

All I can say that I came away from the reading with an immense feeling of calm.

And of peace.