I’m going to step out on a limb and share that I believe that all those that have passed to the other side are still around us. I believe this in my heart of hearts. In fact, this is something that I have felt since I was a small child. My belief is that all my family and friends who have gone before me are always around me and that I can talk to them at any time. True story: My Mom’s dog was lost in the woods for several days. No one could find him. I came up to look for him on the 3rd day he was missing. I tromped around the woods for over an hour calling and looking for him. It was fall, it was raining and it was miserable. When I was just about to give up I said out loud, “Bampa (what my niece called my Dad and we adopted it) I need your help. Please help me find Koby.” I turned around and there he was about 10 feet away curled up looking at me. I KNOW my Dad helped me find him. What do you think?