November 2008
I was in a bad depression. I had a vision of a young child. He looked real familiar, although I knew I hadn't seen him before. I knew it wasn't my children who passed on June 26, 2002. It was shown me it was the child I miscarried in 1987. He came running up to me smiling and said, "Hold on, don't give up." and ran out.
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