As I have my coffee this morning, I am profoundly aware of the silence. It is in this silence I hear best with my heart. I hear love for my husband and children, love for my parents and grand children. I hear love for my girlfriends that I call sisters. My gratitude for these people in my life is immeasurable! My heart tells me that life will be wonderful again and that my time here is so meaningful. It speaks to me so loudly, I am sure if anyone else were in the room they would hear. My heart tells me I have the love of a son from the other side. He still watches over us as he always has. He makes sure that I am quite aware of his presence. Most importantly, my heart speaks to me of the love of Spirit, God or whatever you refer to him as. I have never been more aware of this love than I am now. I fought the belief for years that any such being even existed. Now, I can’t explain the shift in my belief, I just know. Whatever you believe, there is always love, even when you feel alone and hurt, the love will speak to heart if you listen.