
I think if I stare long enough it is her husband. He appears younger than I remember. There is an older couple sitting over on what appears to be a bench sitting by a lake. I wish I could see them a bit better, but my eyes are turned back to her. She is laughing like I have not seen her laugh in a long time and there she goes again dancing.
What a sight......
Over in the distance is a man moving closer to her and her husband, HE is very familiar to me but I cannot quite see HIS face. As HE moves closer to her I see her dancing cease and she begins to move closer to HIM. She is not distracted now by anything moving around her, she seems to have only one thing on her mind....... To reach this man that is oh so near her now. She reaches out to touch HIS face just as HE touches her arm. She is home, she is well.... She feels no more pain......... She has touched the face of God......... She is where we all long to be............
Jean......... I will miss you, but would never wish you back....
She touched the face of God about 9:37 p.m. April 20, 2009


