It is amazing how your mind can communicate all the way to heaven. It was Christmas eve when I looked at my sons picture and I asked him to come visit me. (He went to heaven last summer) I told him how much I miss him. On Christmas Day I had him on my mind all day between crying and sadness I tried my best to sheer up for the rest of my family. All in all we had a nice day with my daughters, sons in laws, grand and great grand children. I was thankful for living in this beautiful country that I love so much. I was thankful for the health we all share, also thankful for having my own home and the need to be independent when I think so many people are suffering for one reason or another the world is in such  a demise.  I’m thankful to God for giving me  41 years of my sons life that I wouldn’t trade for all the gold in this world.

After dinner when I came home the house was dark except for one room, My son’s bedroom. The light was so bright that it illuminated the hallway, the stairway and all the way to the living room. I stood there frozen looking up wondering how that light came to be when nobody was home and every thing was locked.  The last time I was in my son’s room was many weeks ago and I would of known if the light was left on.  Immediately I called my daughter and told her of my discovery. I don’t know if you believe in spiritual appearance, but this makes a believer out of me. I know my son came to me and my prayer was answered.