Thursday, September 4, 2014

I miss her

I have been missing my girl a lot this past week or two. And last night I dreamt of her, that she came back to us. It was such a beautiful, miraculous dream. I wished it was real when I woke up. We heard a dog barking and James said, "That is Zoey!" And I told him it couldn't be because she had died, but when we opened the back door, there she was. Young and spry and her cute self again. I tried texting my mom, but she didn't get it and then she ended up coming over and we were all so amazed that God would send us our little girl back. Oh how I miss her, especially after that dream. I wonder if that is what the resurrection is going to be like? I sure hope so because I sure do miss her.