It had been one week since her husband passed away when she went to the cemetery to visit him. She wanted to go earlier but she had been too unwell. She was tired from the effort of walking and was grateful she could rest on the seat of her walker. She made her way slowly to her husband’s grave. In the distance, she could hear the sound of someone sobbing.
She sat looking at the headstone and replayed in her mind memories of when they were together. It was not her first experience of death, having lost her two year old daughter many years ago.
She recalled many weeks spent at the cemetery mourning her loss. But then one night she had a dream of angels in a line descending from the sky, each one bearing a candle in their hand. Then she saw her daughter but her candle was not alight. She rushed towards her daughter when she heard a voice telling her that it was her tears that kept her daughter’s candle from burning.Continue reading