A dream visit after ten years
As many of you know, I've been most fortunate in having dream visits from my daughter Jill. My dad has visited me, too, but only a few times in the dozen years since he died. My mother (actually my stepmother, but the only mother I had for most of my life) died ten years ago, but I haven't had the slightest sign from her....until the night before last.
She came to me in a dream, dressed in her robe and slippers, staying long enough to hug and kiss me and tell me she loved me. I did the same, and was strongly aware of the feel of her cheek under my lips. It was a wonderful feeling.
Patience pays off...:-)