"I will praise the one who's chosen me, to carry you"
-Selah: I will carry you

Friday, 12 October 2012

He came to me in a waking dream

I've just had my happiest happysad experience so far. I was upset a little while back, thinking of Bertie and longing to hold him close, just missing him so much, so I decided to try and meditate a bit, visit my mountain top, calm down.  I made it there, but before long, the scene changed. 

I was stood in the hallway in my flat, and Robert came toddling towards me, arms outstretched to be picked up, a beautiful baby smile on his face. He was the age he'd be now, almost 13 months.  He had big brown eyes, and short straight brown hair.  He managed to walk to me, I picked him up. I could feel his weight in my arms, and his soft skin against my cheek, his chubby hands gripped my shoulder. I smiled, I cried......

I thanked him, the scene dissolved. I miss him again.

1 comment:

  1. I keep reading this. How lucky you are that Bertie visited xxx <3 beautiful xxx he listened and needed a Mummy hug too xxxx