Steve
Member
Interesting snippet from the daily mail
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/a...over-s-deeply-moving-story-shake-beliefs.html
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/a...over-s-deeply-moving-story-shake-beliefs.html
Far from scared, I felt nothing but relief when I saw her. I did not for a minute think that I was hallucinating.
It was not as if I simply had an awareness of her, a feeling she was present in some imprecise, spiritual sense, or that she appeared as a ghost.
As I moved further into my labour, I could see her, clearly, standing beside me at each step. When I felt scared, I looked at her, and she smiled a little brighter so that my fear subsided.
Since Mum’s accident, I’d always longed to see her again, as she once was. Since she’d died, I’d treasured the dreams I’d had about her, when, for a brief glimpse of time, it would be as if the clock had been rewound and the accident had never happened.
So, why was it during Dash’s birth that she finally appeared to me, just as I had always wished?