This Process of Mourning…: I Had a Dream About Mom
I had a dream about mom. She had come back to visit us. She was more beautiful than ever. I guess young and radiant in a way. She was wearing a t-shirt with Jesus on it :), a shirt you would only get in heaven.
Mom gave us a framed picture of her with the girls. The picture was moving and…
What a great dream! I love that.