Last night, I dreamed that I saw Mom. I was shopping in a grocery store when I looked over and there she was. She looked to be about 60-65 years old, dressed in very stylish clothes and wearing some super cute eyeglasses. Mom was smiling so brightly at me. I believe part of me knew that she had been dead but it didn't feel odd to see her there. We were both so happy to see each other and while we were trying to make our way to each other, the picture started freezing and I woke up.
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I'll never stop missing her.