Periodically, my friends will tell me that they've had a dream, and in the dream Sophie is walking and talking and smiling and laughing. My heart leaps when I hear about these dreams. I imagine that my beautiful daughter's spirit is so strong and so filled with grace that she resides, sometimes, in my dearest friends' subconscious. It's incredibly comforting in a way that I can't articulate.
Just the other day, one of my oldest friends from college emailed me about a recent dream she had had with Sophie, and while I haven't seen Missy in many years, I feel intensely connected to her beautiful spirit and will forever be grateful for what she took the time to tell me: