I woke up this morning and recalled that Mark had appeared in my dream last night. I used to long for him to show up in my dreams, and it’s only happened a handful of times in the seven years since he’s been gone. I was telling David this morning that each time Mark has made an appearance in my dreams, he didn’t speak. He was just there, like a calming presence that doesn’t need to say anything to make an indelible impact. Sometimes I wish he would say something. Then this memory showed up in my newsfeed this morning.
Not a coincidence, I’m certain. I’d give anything to talk to Mark again but I feel extremely blessed to feel his presence in other ways every single day. Words aren’t always necessary to affirm everlasting love and eternal connection.
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