I'd like to share a vision I had right after Angelo passed.

I was sitting on the sofa in our lounge in utter shock when suddenly I saw a wall of white rose petals floating in the middle of the room in front of me. Inside each petal was an image—more like a mini movie—from a moment of Angelo's life.

The room seemed to be glowing with warmth and it felt like those moments in each of those petals were alive. Timeless.

I find a lot of comfort in that vision, and it’s a lovely interface for meditation.

Light a candle. Remember those moments you shared with Angelo. Feel the love.

Big hugs from the Mother City

xoxo