I woke to a gentle rain around four o'clock this morning. I went out on the deck and of course, I thought of my Josh. When I went back to sleep, I dreamed of him. It was so clear and beautiful. He was younger and I held him lovingly in my arms for a long time. I told him that I love him. He said back to me "I love you" so clearly. Then, after a while, he was gone. I looked everywhere for him, but I couldn't find him. I woke up crying but not before these words came into my head from my son, "There's nothing there for me."
What a precious dream. What a comfort to know my son is right where he belongs, in the arms of the Father.
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