Darling daughter is in my thoughts all day and night

Dear June

I KNOW my letter will be one of many you receive but I had to try. My darling daughter was taken from me aged only five. It was almost 30 years ago now but she is still my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night. I have so many unanswered questions. Will she remember me after all this time? I would dearly love to see her again.

Angela, St Andrews.

June Says

I feel there is nothing more unnatural than for a child to pass over to spirit before their mother.

I have connected many spirit children with their grieving parents and have sensed and felt the pain of their loss.

As we get older we all learn to accept and understand death will play a large part in life and no one lives forever.

However, we do not expect the elderly to outlive the young and can find that much more difficult to come to terms with.

A mother would offer her life, without hesitation, to save that of her child.

I’m aware of three individuals drawing close and can see a petite girl with shoulder-length brown, curly hair, wearing a blue and white check dress.

I sense chest/lung problems with her passing that had been present throughout her life.

She is accompanied by two older ladies, one on either side, who I feel are blood relations.

I sense them to be your mother and her sister and I get the impression one of them passed with similar conditions to your daughter, connected to the chest/lung area.

I keep hearing the nursery rhyme Polly Put The Kettle On being recited. Would this be a favourite of your daughter or would it pertain to a name?

Your beautiful daughter will never forget you.

I sense you were with her when she passed, surrounding her with your love when she passed away peacefully.

Do you have some of her brown curls in a plastic bag?

Do not worry as you will most definitely see her again as she will be one of the first to greet you when your time comes to return home to spirit.

VERDICT

She was my first child and I was very protective of her as she was born with cystic fibrosis.

It was a difficult life for her through health-related complications. I was with her when she died. She did at one time have a blue and white check pinafore dress.

I also have some of her beautiful brown curls in a bag in my jewellery box.

The two ladies would be my mum and her sister Pauline, who also suffered from lung weaknesses.

When we used to visit her I always remember my mum would joke with her and say “Paulie put the kettle on.”

I’m happy they are all together.