Last night I had a dream about you. Me and my dad were sitting by your resting place and we were talking about you and all the memories we have of you. As we were sitting there crying you sat up and you smiled and waved at me. I tried to grab your hand and tell you to come home with us but you told me that you were home that you were happy and that everything was okay. My dream felt so real. I kept tugging on your hand saying please just come home with us your awake you have to come home with us. But you said “No I am home. Don’t cry I’m okay. This is where I’m supposed to be I can’t go. You and your dad have to go and I want you to know that everything is okay.”
I’ve been thinking about my dream all day. And everything you told me keeps replaying in my head. You are such a beautiful angel. I wish I could physically bring you home one last time. But I know you are happy where you are and I know now that heaven is your home. I know your at peace. Te quiero buela