Spirituality Revealed

Your story of your beads made me think of  the bracelet  that I called my children's bead bracelet. Nov 29 2009 I started counting my beads, I counted this the one my oldest daughter, a bead for each of my grand children and then I counted for my sons, oh just "three beads" I have four sons this does not  work, three beads  I have four sons. That night I dreamed I flew to my son, who was on vacation in California. I don't remember my dreams much but sometimes I remember. I fly in my dreams and it is so real. So I dreamed I flew to my son. When I woke up life was a mess, I could not go to work because of an issue with my house I had to take care of, a condo and pluming. I felt angry all morning, my sister who is very spiritual told me when I complained that I needed to be at work, I was a Bank Manager and my employees needed me. But my sister said you are right where you need to be. I  was so frustrated with the morning. I layer on my sofa because I was so stressed, this is not where I needed to be. Then my youngest son came into my home. He said mama, "xxx" has died, OMG, he was saying the son that I had flew to last night was dead. People may call me crazy but I believe I did "fly to my son" he was sleeping along the night he died, but he was not alone, his mama was with him. Call me crazy but that is what I choose to believe and you Richard have given me faith in what I feel and believe. Namaste