I was 24 and pregnant with my daughter. I had a close cousin die an a very bad car accident. When the funeral happened I was in my 8th month of pregnancy and could not attend, it was just to sad. Some how I knew then that it was Ok with him. My dauther was born the next month. She had been home for about 2 weeks when I awoke to my dead cousin standing next to my bed. Fear set in but didn't last long. I could see him so clearly, his eyes so strong, making contact with mine. It was like he was reading my mind and I could read his. He said to me don't be afraid I just want to know your daughter. He moved over to her crib and looked down at her for about a minute, then was gone. I quickly got out of bed to check on my baby, she of course was fine. He has never come to me again in that form. But sometimes I feel like we are "mentally talking" if that makes sense. Love you JR.
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