Just woke up from a beautiful dream where my mom and I sat praying together. We thanked God for our time together.
In my dream, I’d sit perched on a tree and then I’d fly down and flip and float from tree to tree. And when I did that, I knew that my mom was always with me. In my dream she gave me the patience I needed with my dad and my brother. I felt her soft hands holding mine and comforting me.
Brandi and Vicki Shigley