I've had a young man come through and connect with me last night. He had been hanging around for the past few days trying to get my attention until i finally addressed him and listend. I am guided to these boards in hopes that this message is for any of the members here.
He is around 33. Tight curly ringlets, brown hair. He LOVES motorcycle racing. This was his passion. He showed me himself standing with pride next to a fine motorcycle holding his helmet. He is suited up in a leather outfit that zips right up to the neck and has brand name patches over it. He truely enjoyed this sport. It was where he was at his happiest.
His message is for his daughter. When he passed she was 3. He feels guilt and regret that he did not spend enough time with her. He feels deep remorse about this. Almost like she was put on the back burner when it came to his motorcycle sport. He loves her dearly. His words - i love them. I sense he is afraid she will never know exactly how much he loves her hence why this message needs to be out there in hopes someone understands it is for them to recieve.
Bright Blessings
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