I have always identified more with the elder family members than the younger, and losing them feels like losing your anchor in life and makes it easy to get off-track. People argue that there is no afterlife because messages from beyond are not concretely identifiable, but I think they are rare because of the sheer amount of energy it takes to bridge that gap between worlds. I think of it like how Jesus had to rest after performing a miracle because it sapped so much human body energy. One relative was so smart and good-hearted, I felt sure that if anyone could jump a message across, he would. At one low point soon after his death, he guided my mind to uncover something that told me definitively that he was there and communicating. God is love and there is no love lost. Know that your parents are still with you and helping you! Blessings to you, Pede! 💖🐸