My Dream

It’s been 2 years since my son has visited me in my dreams and that dream was while I am on vacation too. This morning I woke up crying in my sleep. It was so real. My son and I were sitting on a bench. He handed me a gift bag. In the bag was a candle holder that was ivory with. Slots that were all filled with photos of my son. In side the holder was a candle. There was one photo that was the biggest and it was of us. On the candle it said live love laugh. I hugged my son and we both were crying so hard hugging each other. I said I miss you so much and I woke myself up crying. It was so real it took my breathe away. Thank you Billy because worldwide candle lighting for loss of child was that day. There are no coincidences

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