A year before my mother died, she heard her father call to her during the night. When I visited her in the nursing center, she said his voice was so clear that she answered and struggled to get up.
One Thanksgiving my husband and I went to Alabama to visit family. When the time came for us to drive back home, I said, “It’s pitch-black dark. I wish we were not leaving so late.” When my husband ...
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