Added March 25, 2004
Mom's Visit With Talk of Love
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Amy, Alva, Oklahoma, August 1994,
info@ghostvillage.com
My sophomore year in college my mother passed away very suddenly on
a Sunday morning. It was very hard on me and my family. She was not even
42 years old. On the Tuesday night after her death, I had what others
have just dismissed as a dream, but I truly believe I spent part of the
night talking to my mother at the end of the bed. I felt comforted by
the discussion. The next morning the only thing I could remember her
telling me was that I shouldn't worry... I would meet someone who would
love me.
I didn't think anything of this until much later. On Wednesday night
I met a young man whom I later married and have spent eight wonderful
years together. It wasn't until we were engaged that I found out that he
had met my mother on the Friday before she died. He had met her before I
had met him.
