A few months back I shared with you a story about my first love entitled "Damaged Like Me". How alike we were and how damaged he was throughout his short life. Poor Eli was a lost soul up until his dying day. God, I miss him. I have to tell you though some things that have been going on lately. I told you early on of my gift that I was given when I flatlined after going into anaphylactic shock. My gift of being able to connect with spirit. I don't talk about it much on here as you may have noticed because we all believe in different things. But with this, I had to make an exception.