Tammy Patrick's Validation with her daughter Ali through Beth Lynch

Beth asked about an urn. Yes — Ali's urn sits in my living room, close by. She picked up on Ali's humor and her silliness, and on her dancing. Ali danced like nobody was watching, in her own free-spirited style, and it comes through in every reading I get. Beth asked what was up with popcorn — I eat popcorn most nights, and Ali and I loved to share a bowl and be silly together. She brought up bare feet and the beach; I live near the Great Lakes, I had been going out barefoot in the grass trying to find some balance during a hard stretch, and I was planning to go to the beach the day after the reading.

Then Beth said Ali was getting serious, and that she was writing "I love you" on a piece of paper. Ali transitioned by suicide, and she left me a note — not in a notebook, just a piece of paper. It said: "I love you so much. I am so sorry. Mom you are the best thing in the world." There is no way Beth could have known that.

She also said Ali was holding my hand and walking with me. In the time when Ali was struggling and we were working to help her find her balance, we walked every day and held hands. That was sacred time for us, and it still is.

Beth mentioned a small animal, and our dog came right up — the dog who found her way to me exactly when I needed her most, and who Ali always seems glad is with me. Beth saw a Christmas tree with ornaments; we have two little birch trees that light up every night, covered in ornaments in Ali's memory, and one bulb blinks now and then. She talked about checking my watch. I wake in the middle of the night, look at the time, and it's often 111 or 222 — and I say hello to Ali. 

There were more validations than I can fit here — the letter T, the sense of her age, the way she came in light and airy but old-souled. Beth was spot on again and again.

Months back, in a reading with our WNC group, Beth told me she saw Ali walking backwards. Ali did exactly that, up the hill on our walks. That was the moment I knew, without a doubt, that she is still with me. That reading changed something in me — it built my trust and my belief, and I am forever thankful to Beth for it. She didn't remember me during this visit, but I remembered her. I never forgot her.

Beth, thank you for helping us parents, and for showing us that our children are here with us. I am deeply grateful for you. And thank you to Helping Parents Heal for everything you do for all of us.

~With so much gratitude, 
Tammy Patrick 

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