My sister passed away from cancer 7 years ago. She never seems that far from me, as she visits me often in my dreams.
Last night, I dreamt of Charlie for the third time in the past month. As always, he's that fun, outgoing, adventures little boy he always was. Only this time in my dream I could only watch as he and the other children played on an endless playground fit for a little pirate. As I stood there and watched, I realized I was watching him in Heaven.
I hope someday his loved ones will find comfort as I have with my sister.
((Hugs)),
Mrs. L