Prayers Answered

Well, my 'prayer' came yesterday.  I knew it would.  And although I was happy (what a wonderful Christmas gift!), as you read before I was also very anxious.  The 'prayer' and I talked, and yelled, and cried (okay, this part was just me), and cuddled.  Talked a bit more.  Sat in comfortable, peaceful silence.  The 'prayer' was called away in the middle of the night due to a close family member being admitted to hospital, nevermind the funeral they were already attending today for other family members (that's right, you read plural).

My instincts are kicking in and telling me all bunches of stuff but I'm unsure how to filter it yet.  I don't have visions with this yet, just feelings.  Have you ever been so tied with someone that you know what's happening to them?  That's what this is.  And it's frustrating.

In other random babble, I can't wait for Christmas to pass.  I haven't been this busy and discombobulated for months.  In an effort to displace said discombobulated energy, I'm going to bake tonight.  Dark chocolate rum truffles, anyone?  :)