My first Birthday after my son crossed was my 50th and i had found a 50p piece in my bedroom on the floor.
It had not been there just minutes before! My partner takes me to a local antique shop and I am aimlessly wandering around, not focused and feeling out of place.
Then I see this very small door with a sign outside ‘ Everything 50p! I am curious. It was just small cupboard but i go inside and there were lots of bric a brac on old wooden shelves. I see this frame with writing and it is a poem i have never heard of before and as I read the words I feel a warmth within me, a comfort that is washing over me.
The price is 50p!
I just knew this was a gift from my son Ricki and I still love to read these words often. As my grief to healing journey evolved, I began to realise the profound truth in them.
I hope they give you some peace in your heart and comfort too.
