I'm glad I'm not the only one having weird experiences. I was working on the final chapter to one of my Jimmy stories and couldn't decide if I wanted to end it where I was. It seemed right, but that made the chapter just 3 short pages, which is too short for me. I looked over at the Christmas tree and darned if three of the bulbs weren't moving. I know our windows are drafty, but they're not *that* drafty. I decided to end it there, and within seconds, they stopped moving.
Jimmy's here with us, even if we can't see him or feel him.
I love this thing already. <3 I wish I could have meet him but I guess I'm not that lucky. ): Oh shit, I actually teared up at this. More soon however<33 Xoxo. Tina.
Jimmy was such an inspiration...
Its such a tragedy that he went so young,
But he touched many lives.