The power of involuntary feelings…

Do you ever just smell an old perfume, 

or hear an old song, 

or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes.

— Unknown  

I find the involuntary nature of those moments quite fascinating. They sort of force us to process the past, don’t they. I’ve been going through a more pronounced experience, with my mother’s passing. I’ve been transfixed in time, sorting through her old possessions and photo’s. It’s been good. And bad. But as my favourite therapist says, any moment spent processing our emotions is time well spent. Just sayin’ :) Hugs, XO 

Blessings,

Chatgirl