Almost 9 months exactly after my Mom died my youngest child was born. I felt truly blessed by God having this new baby come after such a difficult year.
I did feel regret, though, that my new son would never get to know my wonderful Mom.
As my baby got older, however, I started to notice something. When I would be playing with my son he would often look past me, over my shoulder and smile. At other times it seemed like he was laughing and playing with someone I couldn’t see or hear.
This mystery suddenly became clear one day when I… (more…)