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.

I woke up after she let go of me.

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.

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