Last night I had a dream that my mom came to me and I asked her how she did that because we cremated her. She didn't know but she told me that she loved us (my brother, sister and I). She then started fading away and I clung on to her leg begging her not to go. I called my sister this morning to let her know. She thinks the dream was because I had been thinking about my mom lately.I like to believe she did come to me in her own way
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