Beautiful and beautifully told.

I lost my lover a little over three years ago. That immediately triggered my instantaneous spiritual awakening. Since then I have a relationship with her soul, Sitara, that in many ways surpasses the 10-month relationship I had with Lindsey. (I write about all of us often but I'm not dropping any links here.) Yet, unresolved aspects of her accidental OD from a fake oxycodone still bother me. Did Rodney simply unknowingly sell her a hot pill or did someone who wished her dead slip one into her stash? I have suspects in mind. Her soul asked me to drop it two years ago--but every now and then it still bothers me. It was her day to die--the dates of all our deaths are predetermined--but if it was an intentional act, someone should be punished for the manner of death--for the extra pain caused to her family because she had started to decompose and thus the casket at the COVID restricted funeral (I was not allowed to attend) was closed...