The night before I had to put Francesco to sleep I had a dream that I beleive was Gods answer to my desperate prayer while he was sick. I kept asking Him to tell me that Francesco would be going to heaven when he passed on.

In the dream I was a spectator. I saw a large body of still water with a shore on the left and right side. In the middle of the water was a very large ship that appeared to be motionless. I thought that it was either dawn or early dusk as everyting was a grayish color. I stood and watched and then noticed small laps of water that were shining on each peak. Then I noticed that the ship was moving very very slowly towards the shore line on the right. I felt utter peace and said aloud"What does this mean?"
A male voice that was comforting said in a deliberate tone,"THIS is life. The shore on the left represents the earth and the shore on the right is heaven. The water is the journey and the ship represents each one who helps someone get over to the other side.Once you help someone get over you go back and begin again to help someone else.Someday it will be your turn and someone will help you"
That dream got me thru some times after losing him.

©Carrie