I wanted to share a dream Johnny told me about. Our conversation: John - "I had a dream about Stella last night." Me -"You did? What was it?" J - "She watching me sleep. She watched me all night long. She touched my tummy, where it was hurting." Me- "That's so special. She loves you so much Johnny." J- "She was smiling at me all night long. She was jumping on yours and daddy's bed. But you didn't see her. And when it was morning, and it was time for us to wake up, she went back to heaven." Me- " All night, she was with you John? Do you remember what she was wearing?" J- "She had a beautiful dress, uh...kinda like the color of the dress of the girl in Mr.Popper's Penguins. You know, the big girl." Me- "Oh, yes, the older sister, had that silver dress on." J - "Yes, that color."
I shared the dream with my sister-in-law Monica. She said John has shared that dream with her, but there were some differences. I figured maybe he had the dream a while ago and told Monica and just now told me. But Monica said, no. She went on to tell me how he shared the dream with her and she asked if he had told his mom and dad. John said no. He then went on to say, "It's my favorite dream. I have it a lot." When John told me about that dream I couldn't help but smile and thank the Lord for those confirmations for him. I told John how those dreams are real. He replied, "Yeah, they are. But not scary or weird dreams like with cars in them." I smiled and said, "Right. Those ones aren't real. But the Stella dreams, they are."