I turned around, waited for her to leave, and screamed at my brother.
My brother's wife died less than two weeks ago. Cleanse with sage! An old Native American cleansing! I got over it quickly because I was there to support my brother not to stop people from supporting him.
Gina stopped by the next evening. We followed her from room to room. Then downstairs until we entered the room where my sister-in-law died. "Should we do this room?" she asked. My brother said yes, and we proceeded to gather near the room we wanted to avoid. She had filled the entire room with the smell of sage and then turned to leave. My brother said wait, and then embraced her with a hug of thankfulness. We weren't converted to any new strange belief. However we were touched by this act of kindness and this symbol of closure.
Gina Stopped By-And I'm Glad She Did.
LTL
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