Bright & Beautiful

During the early part of the year 2000, my father was in his last stages of lung cancer, I spent several nights a week with him so that my mother could get some rest. Before he would go to sleep I would ask him if he said his prayers and he would reply, " Yes I have and I thank GOD each and every day that he lets me wake up to be with my family before taking me!" I was with my father the night the lord took him, the reality of him being gone was way too painful for me.

One night I had a dream that I visited Heaven, it was beautiful, bright, everything was white and glowing. I was walking around a large lake that was crystal clear, like glass, but blue. Then I found myself standing at a dock, maybe six feet behind a man sitting down fishing. The man was my father, he didn't seem to acknowledge me being there, he looked healthy, content, younger and at peace. I looked to my left and there was a man standing beside of me in a long robe, he looked at me and held my hand, immediately I felt overwhelmed with peace , love and reassurance.

I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay there! I have never in my life felt so much love, and this was just by him touching my hand! He then spoke to me and said, "It is not your time, you must go back." I then was pushed into a room with my mother, and I was shown that I was suppose to help her with her business.