Oh Long Island Medium. Tonight I watched it again. And I felt different. I can’t even describe it. But when I cried for the little girl who lost her dad, the tears felt different. And the release of emotion felt different. In a good way.
I think before I focused on the loss these people experienced. And even though tonight I was still extremely sad for them, I think my tears more came from a place of being happy for the messages they were receiving. But not even jealousy. Just happy that they were connecting with their loved ones in such a way.
This show means something different to me now.