The Visit

Grandma Stella recalls a dream where Peter, who passed away three years ago, visits her and leaves her with a sense of peace and reassurance.

Today is Saturday, June 2nd, three years and a day after Peter passed away. I dreamt l saw a very pale and weak Peter leaning over me as l slept. With a love filled countenance, he gently bent down and kissed my cheek as I slept. I smiled with joy as my eyes fluttered open.

I woke and saw my hands gently clasping each other. It felt as if his hand was was clasping mine. I then knew that Peter had indeed been here. He had come to tell me l am not alone. He still is with me… For the very first time in such a long while, I do not feel alone… I feel a sense of peace.