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Forgot to tell you this

I forgot to tell you this but Patrick was with me all morning (he's back again now too). I was wondering why the heck he was coming to me this morning but now it just dawned on me that he knew you were confused about the rabbits and the music box and he wanted me to set the record straight for you. That would explain why he was hanging around this morning. I actually said to him "not now I am busy" and I heard him say "that's ok, I'll wait". And he wouldn't leave - just kept watching me and following me around all morning but not saying a word. I think he did leave at one point (must've got tired of waiting) but now that I read and responded to your last email saying that you are confused he is definitely back and is obviously wanting me to tell you something. I can sense him very strongly around me. I feel he wants you to know that it definitely was NOT your mom he was referring to- it was for YOU (the rabbits, the music box). And I just remembered how emotional I was getting when I was telling you about the scene of you in the grass with the rabbits- I NEVER get emotional unless what I am saying is true. There is NO WAY that I would get emotional if I was imagining things. I was picking up on his feelings of remembering the past with you playing with the rabbits. Also, I was just outside for a smoke before I sat down to write this email and I said out loud that if he really was referring to your mom that I would feel like a total dork. Well right after I said that, something hit me right on the side of the face- something small but it was enough to make me notice. I think someone was trying to tell me that no, I wasn't wrong at all. It happened exactly right after I said those words. LOL! It was definitely meant for you- not your mom. I can sense Patrick easing off a bit now so that to me is confirmation that I am right- that he is relieved that I am telling you this so that you won't be confused anymore. By the way- I think he wrote you a poem and he wants me to write it down for you but there is no way I would be able to hear an entire poem- I'm just not that good at clairaudience. I can hear a word or two or a phrase but I doubt that I would be able to hear him recite an entire poem to me. This happened this morning - I saw him with a piece of paper in his hands and I could've sworn I heard him say that he wrote you a poem and he wanted to share it with me so I would tell you.

Funny excerpt from an email to me when I finally stopped overanalyzing:

It was weird because I thought I was imagining things but I just couldn't shake the feeling that he was definitely here and I was getting anxious and I always get anxious when there is a spirit around wanting to communicate. So I just told him to wait and he did. He hung around me all day just following me around and watching me, not saying a word. lol. After I got your email last night where you were doubting everything I could feel him around me again and I said to him "what are we going to do with her Patrick"? and I said "I'm going to go down there and kick her butt!!!" and he actually said "she needs it!" LOL. I told him that it's up to him now to make you believe because I don't know what else I can say to make you believe so I told him to show you a red rose or a sunflower- SOMETHING that you would see. Well he wanted ME to send you a red rose and I had to tell him that no, I can't do it- he needs to do it himself. LOL! I really don't think he knows exactly how to go about giving you signs. I mean, he wanted ME to show you the red rose and I had to tell him that is not the point- HE needs to do it himself. So I don't know if you happened to have seen a red rose or a sunflower yesterday or today but I told him to lead you to one so that you would see it.

>>>Anyway, I was thinking about what you said; that I had been nagging him for months to play that music box, and that HE DID in a way. Relating it to you is proof enough for me that he is listening to me, and that I'm not talking into thin air every single time I speak to him .

Yes, he did. It was playing when he showed it to me. To me, what better validation is that???

Again, your mom is tuned in to the spirit world- she's a medium. As far as Patrick is concerned, who better person to get his messages across than through your mom right? So he may have been impressing her with the rabbits so that YOU would see it and remember. It has NOTHING to do with your mom. I strongly think that he uses her to get his messages across and to make himself known because she is in tune with that stuff right? That would only make sense. Therefore, she named the paper weight "Patrick" which he probably impressed her mind with and probably thought "Aha! Finally someone may recognize that I am here!" and therefore your mom decorated the kids room with rabbits, probably picking up from him your love of rabbits and he probably thought again, "Aha! Finally Kristin will see those and remember me!" He probably hangs around your mom a lot trying to get messages across whether she knows it or not. I mean, to him, your mom is the PERFECT person to go to right?? I mean, think about it this way- if YOU were a spirit and YOUR soulmate was here and earth and he lived with a medium who could communicate with the spirit world , who would you go to try to get your messages across? DUH!!!! LOL

Also, if he was there for your mom, he would not have come to me yesterday when you asked because frankly, why would he give a crap if he was for your mom? He wouldn't!

(Note: Lookie at what “Patrick” is lying on. Yep, a BOOK. LOL! So maybe he impressed my Dad with the thought of wanting to buy the thing. They were at that store that day buying a beautiful computer desk (which we never got, sadly), and my father told the salesperson that he'll buy the computer desk only if they GIVE HIM the paperweight for free. We may not have gotten our computer desk in the end, but we did get to keep that paperweight. LOL! And this happened long before I even began writing. So maybe it was Patrick who was putting ideas of writing into my head all those years… even though I never read books voluntarily back then. Not until college. These days I’m ALWAYS reading, of course. Making up for lost time, I guess).

(So Funny!)