I\'ve been dreaming about my youngest child who passed away 3 months ago. He was 20 yrs. old. The latest was he was playing with me. But the most remarkable one was when he told me that he is not dead. His right arm was extended towards my right shoulder and he was telling me that he\'s not the boy that I burried and where he is now there is nothing that can hurt him anymore. His eyes were sparkling in happiness. Is this just a product of my subconscious? Isn\'t it that GOD sometimes speak to us in dreams? Am I making any sense at all?
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