When my mom Passed
When my mom passed, just a few weeks after I dreamed of her. In the dream she hugged me, and unlike any dream I have ever had before I could truly feel her warmth and smell her familiar smell. She didn’t say anything to me, just hugged me in the big hug she used always do.
There is nothing in this world that will ever convince me that it wasnt her. I have never had a dream feel so real as that one, and I very much doubt I ever will.
So, what I am trying to say, is that maybe, just maybe, it really was her. My faith allows me believe so. And if yours does to, I hope you can embrace it. For me it was a sign that she was okay, and that all I have to do is wait and then I will see her again.