The Premonition Last week when I was in NY .. I felt so unwell. I was in so much pain and my stoma was pouring with blood. I went to sleep and dreamt about my Mum , my Nan and my Aunty Joyce.. They were walking along a canal and asking me to come with them. I wanted to but something didn’t make sense. When I woke up I knew had I had gone with them I would have died too. In loving memory of my Aunty Joyce , who died today age 95. So glad I could say goodbye 🥀