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No one, except for my assistant Sarah, reads my musing before it’s sent out into the universe, including my hubs. On the day that I wrote my butterfly musing, I had a client that drove in two hours for a session. Unbeknownst to me, she and my husband met and chatted in the front room of the Healing House as she left my office. As they both walked out, something pretty cool happened. Here are my husband’s words as he walked back into my office: “You’re not going to believe this but there’s a huge monarch butterfly dancing around outside of your window. Your client and I both saw it with our own eyes and when we did, she said that it made her day since when she sees butterflies it reminds her of her dad. It was so beautiful.” My response…. “Just wait until you read my Sunday musing!” He read it. He cried. As awful as this may sound, I love when he cries while reading my musings. That’s when I know that I truly touched his soul with my message. I hope that I touch yours as well. A gentle reminder my friend, Love Never Dies. NEVER. EVER. Miracles Do Happen. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. Xx Nicole
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