Last night I dreamed about Lynda. I don't remember all of the dream but when I woke up I knew she had been there. There were details of where we were and what we were doing but the best part and the most vivid part was that I was stroking her hair and in my dream I could feel how soft it was. She was touching my hair, too. Then she kissed me on the cheek. I could see her face. It was a combination of the "young Lynda" with the really blond, blond hair and in the cut like Dorothy Hammil but she was older like the age when she died. There was a softness of her features when the two ages merged into the Lynda in my dreams and I wonder if that's the way she is going to look when I see her new body. Maybe this was a "sneak preview" from God. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and I held her in my arms. When I woke, I could still feel how soft her hair had felt to my hands. I could still feel her kiss on my cheek.
It was such a gift. Such a peaceful experience. I pray every night to God to please tell Lynda that I love her and that I miss her and I'm so proud of her and to enjoy heaven. I believe this was God's way of answering my prayers to let Lynda tell me in her way that she loves me and she's real and alive in heaven...which of course I know is true.
Thank you God for letting Lynda visit me if only in my dreams. It was so sweet and warms this nana's heart.
