Her spirit guides me…

I had to return

I had to return to that place

She came for me, held my hand like a child

Grabbed my suitcases, my own spirit guide

It was so surreal,

barefooted we scrambled out of there

My chest tightened, grappling with fear

She took a nosedive

I watched as her body disappeared

I woke up confused…

Mummy was gone, once again … no longer here..

Holetown St. James, Barbados