Tag: he is happy

My friend’s son visited me, from beyond the veil, last night. I was surprised to see Danny.

In this life, he was always a stout young man with a clean shaven face. In our meeting last night, he was no longer stout and wore a redish, brown beard.

Unlike his father, who visited me the night before, Danny was happy. He smiled and laughed as we talked. He mentioned frightening my youngest daughter (when she was perhaps 3 years old) when he drove into their yard, next to ours, with his loud motorcycle. She ran into the house, crying.

“I think it was just that once wasn’t it? He asked a bit concerned.

“No,” I had to tell him. “It happened several times.”

He obviously felt bad about that, but was soon laughing again, recalling old times.

I am grateful that Danny is happy, like his mother, and not in a state of mourning, like his father.

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