It is hard to accept that when our loved ones passed away they will never return and be as close as they used to but their memories never left in our hearts. Seems like they are always around because of the memories and the presence they made for us to remember them also, that is the way they communicate us - the living.
In my experience, my Uncle communicate me in my dreams. It is ironic because I only knew his name and not his life story because we often meet to each other and talk about serious matters I was 12 years old that time and I first know his name was at the funeral homes already. It feels strange because I encounter bad dreams I never expected that made me wake up immediately and trying to figure out what my uncle really wants for me. I shared that to my grandmother who knows the story of my Uncle and she advices me to have a prayer for my Uncle's soul and when we visit at the cemetery we offer him a prayer and lighted the candle for him. After that, my Uncle never appear in my dreams anymore and I can say that prayer is effective that letting us meditate esp. to Our Creator. That's all I can share in this blog..thanks for reading! ♥
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