This morning right before 4 when the alarm goes off, after I shooed the cats off one last time, telling them I would give them their treat when I got up, I fell back to sleep for a minute.

Joey and I were running playfully through what felt like a golden path with grasses growing up on either side. He was a teenager and I looked to be in my 20's, I was in front, him a little ways back, we were laughing.

As I reached over and grabbed a feathery stalk I stretched out and tickled his nose and he smiled.

Then I woke up…

As I lay there absorbing the weight of my dream and remembering my son I came to the conclusion I just may have been given a gentle peek into heaven.

I feel different now, somehow more peaceful, I have been asking for a sign, the knowledge of  how my son is, is he okay, is he safe, is he free?

This morning I was ever so carefully, ever so gently, given my answer,

and it is a most beautiful place.

The best Valentine Day gift ever...

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