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I was
on your fantastic website last night, and I want to write
the contributor of the story entitled The Scent of Roses.
I found
your website after speaking with a friend of mine. I'd been
telling her about a dream that I'd had in 2001, a full 13
years after my beloved father's death in October of 1988.
I had remarked to my friend that the dream about my father
had been incredibly vivid; everything was somehow brighter
and more alive. I remember every single detail of it 9 years
later, unlike any other dream I have ever had in my 40 years.
I can
still smell him, feel the cloth of his jacket against me,
and most importantly, feel his arms around me. I know - 100%
- that he came to me that night in order to help me understand
that he was with me in spirit, and that he was happy where
he was. I will never believe that this was simply a 'vivid
dream'.
The dream
in 2001 was the start of a much healthier grieving process
than I had been capable of prior. It meant so much to me to
know that the love that my dad and I had shared was alive
and well. A lot of the guilt that I had felt up to that point
simply dissipated. I know on every level of my soul that my
dad is well and happy, at peace and waiting for those he loves.
I was
struck by the way Sherrie's dream included mention of her
father dancing with his mother. My own dream included a sequence
where my dad and mum danced to Frank Sinatra - something I
had not witnessed while he was alive. I noted that Sherrie
also mentioned that she herself had not witnessed her father
and grandmother dancing together during their lifetimes either,
Because of all this, I felt a lot of common ground in her
story.
Without
knowing who had written the Scent of Roses, I arrived at the
bottom and read that it had been written by Sherrie Thomas-Woodside.
My father's name was Thomas Woodside. A small thing perhaps,
but one that felt very powerful to me.
Thank
you for a wonderful website and resource for all of us who
have lost someone special, and for those of us who are endlessly
fascinated by the wonderful mysteries of this life. My thanks
also to Sherrie for a lovely, affirming and beautiful story.
Andrea
Woodside
London, England
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