(Thursday, February 5, 2026)
Early this morning I saw an ethereal white kitty, sitting on the floor to my right. Just for a second. Then it disappeared. A few hours later, in the same room, I saw a white, almost birdlike image fly quickly past my left eye, upward. I never see spirit images, except in dreams. I remember that ghosts would occasionally appear to Claudia.
(Wednesday, February 4, 2026)
Yesterday Hillary was sick and Cullan had a five o’clock Zoom meeting with his new job, so Wyn and I picked up Oona from her Montessori school. I had a nice chat with her teacher named Anne, who looks close to my age. Last night my friend Anne from Chicago (Highland Park) sent me an email.
I visit with Rowan. I ask him what he wants for his birthday. He says a bright red electric car. I get it for him and he drives it around. He is five to six years old. I tell him how good he is with balls and how at two years old he could kick a soccer ball very well. I am happy.
This feels like a visitation dream. Rowan’s birthday isn’t until October 9th. He is six years old right now. He did love toy vehicles and was very good at soccer.
