A dream of a friend

Our emotions have been running so high with our new adoption, and I have been--admittedly--so over-focused with the paper-chasing, fundraising, and all of the minute details that cause one's mind to become a bit cluttered.

Then, yesterday, our dear friend, Sherril, who was a big part of our journey with Daniel, showed up at our yard sale asking, "Did you see my email?"  She filled me in about it briefly, but when I finally had the time to sit down and read her email last night, I was overcome with emotion:

"I had the most wonderful dream last night. You and I were driving down this beautiful street, and we kept seeing something blue. We kept looking and we finally saw what it was. 

It was Daniel sitting on the side of a stream...almost in it, with his back against the side. He was wearing his blue striped onesie. You ran and picked him up and hugged him, and I hugged him, and we couldn't make sense if it was real or not so we were talking like we had to have a doctor check him to see if he was real. I wouldn't tell Jules until we found out. 

I don't remember after that but I do remember that it felt so real! All I could think of when I woke was that I got to see you hug him again, I hope somehow you felt it!!! It was the most beautiful dream I have ever had!"

Sherril's dream brought tears to my eyes, because it reminded me of the one time that I was blessed by a dream--or visitation--from Daniel and how very real it was. I truly could feel him and awoke with the same emotion that Sherril felt, as if I were really with him. And today, I can actually close my eyes, and I can imagine hugging him again, just like in her dream. 

Such a blessing that Daniel reached out to Aunt Sherril...

 I love that baby so much. Forever.