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Death Will be No More
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“Do your loved ones come to you in dreams?”
That was the question I asked in a Facebook post one day after I woke from a startling dream in which I saw my late brother Alan. He appeared in one of those vivid dreams that come just before waking. He looked like he always looked when we saw him at family gatherings, dressed in a familiar plaid shirt and faded blue jeans.
I was shocked at first.
And then Alan smiled, reached out, touched my arm, and said, “How are you John?”
That was the question I asked in a Facebook post one day after I woke from a startling dream in which I saw my late brother Alan. He appeared in one of those vivid dreams that come just before waking. He looked like he always looked when we saw him at family gatherings, dressed in a familiar plaid shirt and faded blue jeans.
I was shocked at first.
And then Alan smiled, reached out, touched my arm, and said, “How are you John?”
