I know how much you’ve missed me… I’ve been missing you too. And that’s on the real.
I think, all of you, will be happy to know, I’m reading my second book since the year 2009. I’m bound and determined to finish what I’ve started. I ask that you stay with me, through my hiatus?
The book I’m reading, is “fiction”.
To tell the truth I’m not a fan of fiction. I thrive on real life stories of people who have survived addictions, abuse, and illnesses.
I love when people dig into themselves and all their obstacles life has given them.
The book, I’m reading, might be based on SOME truths. In my opinion!
I believe the Lord does give us visions and dreams. I have written about them in some of my blogs.
Yes, the book is about an encounter with God!
One time, I dreamed, I was walking on clouds in the sky.Walking cotton ball after cotton ball. For miles.
To my right there were tables with blinding white tablecloths. There were people of all kinds surrounding these tables.
They all had porcelain skin, skin so radiant their glow would guide you through any black night. They were watching me, and I them.
The walk didn’t seem to bother me.
I felt time on my side, and nothing hanging on my shoulders. I felt like a piece of fuzz from a dandelion someone blew into the air.
The people whom turned my head, appeared the same way.
In front of me, far into the distance.
I seen a woman with her hand up. She waved back and forth, like a flag in a gentle breeze. At first I squinted my eyes, and forehead, in wonder, who this could be?
I got closer, and recognized my Grandma.
She looked to be in her late forties early fifties. Her skin smooth and radiant just like I described the other people to you..
Her hair was short, black, thick, freshly, curled, and set. I waved back at her as she stared into my eyes, with that smile that lit up her cheeks. I had to keep moving with the clouds and she kept moving too, staying in the distance, letting me know she’s always with me.
A GIFT from God, I BELIEVE to get me through the times we are not together…
Fiction or Non Fiction?
You’re FREE to decide.