by Carla Benser Aug 10, 2015
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
A tear runs down my face as I go to the gates of Heaven. When the gates open there is a beautiful little angel and she glows like the moon and stars at night. She has long blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes, but it is her smile that brightens up any room. She sees me during the day, but she comes to me at night when I close my eyes. We laugh, we play, we cry and we hate to say goodbye. She keeps telling me that I need to stop living in the past and live for today. She wants me to give all my strength and love to her brothers. When my daughter comes to me in my dreams she says "mom I forgive the Lord for what happen and you need to do the same." I am learning to forgive the Lord for what happen. I am as Strong as I ever have been, because Alyssa is in my dreams. |