After my DS died tragically at the age of 2 I was so torn as to firstly believe in god in any shape or form, and also heaven. If there was a god why take my son away from me? Eventually I decide there was definitely something, perhaps heaven as I desperately needed to believe he was somewhere and with other deceased loved ones.
As time went on I still felt undecided. Roll on 20 years. Due to unfortunate circumstances my husband and myself had to make the decision to take on our new born GS. Whilst preparing the nursery for his arrival and alone in the house, I found the curtains in the room were tucked up over the curtain rail! No windows were open and I could find no reason why this would happen. I went downstairs thinking there was some logic reason but when I returned to the room the bedding on the cot was turned back as if I had prepared it ready to put my DGS to sleep! There was definitely no way this could have happened logically,. I have since decided it was my DS telling me he was happy I was going to raise our DGS. I had been having very mixed emotions and feeling very overwhelmed and nervous of the unexpected turn of events. It gave me both great comfort and happiness and I became a definite believer.
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