This story happened during a Facebook Phenom, so all of it was typed; this is not a transcription of a phone reading.
Client Yvette (who I know speaks French) asked: “So what do I need to know?”
Susan K. Morrow: Hello, cherie! There’s a lot of French coming at me! Sounds Cajun, though… Did you have a grandma who has passed who was French and/or Cajun? Because I am getting a definite image of this woman (who I feel is your grandma) with a big wooden spoon, talking and singing in French while she cooks. The kitchen is not well-lit… She calls you something like… “petite” what is it? It’s not “chou” but sounds something like that, like “chat” maybe or “chone” (which is not a word I know, I’m just spelling what I’m hearing). She’s referring to “neck lace” and showing me an actual lace collar, but I don’t know if that is actually “necklace” in English. She’s also saying “bracelet”, so I assume she gave you some jewelry, and/or a lace collar that she made. She just clapped when I typed that and seems pleased. She says that the children take too much of your mind, tu tete. That you should focus more on yourself and “fine living”. When I ask her to say that in French, she says, “vie de France.” She says to tell you, “Tu etes ma chere, tu etes mon amoure.” She’s keeping it simple for me, but I also think she talks to you like you are a child. Yep, the Phenom shifted about three readings back! I hope this is meaningful to you! If you didn’t have a grandma like this, I will be very surprised, because she is a true presence! “Formidable!”
Amanda (Yvette’s sister): I agree with the children taking too much of your mind. I can imagine this is our great grandmother, Amanda. She was a seamstress. I don’t remember her cooking but I was very young the last time we saw her. Let me know what Susan says and what you think this means.
Yvette’s response: I am sure this was my friend Laura that has passed, her birthday was the other day. She was a Cajun woman but so very elegant and taught me so much about life. Cooking was a passion for her, she had a pet name for me also. She always showered me with jewelry and I took care of her till right before she passed away, a little before that she put her favorite bracelet on me and told me to always take care of myself because as women we tend to put others first (tearing up here). She called me .. Ma petit cho fleur— my little cauliflower– it was a personal joke we had.
Susan K. Morrow: WOW! She was really clear! I am SO DELIGHTED to have had the privilege to bring her through for you.