My dream of Po

I wanted to write this down earlier but has been kept from updating my blog. After coming back from two out of state trips in two weeks, and reading aunt Evelyn's post about Po in her dream, I decided to finally take some time out and share this:

This happened on the night of 02/14/08.

I saw Po, standing and smiling at me. She looked young and as in her 20s (maybe). The background is peacefully white and comfortable. I can see clouds and blue sky, but it is meshed together.

We didn't do anything at first. She looked at me and had a brilliant but yet kind smile on her face. And I said: "Po, I have so many things I wanted to say to you." She kindly responded, "I know..."

Before she proceed as if she knew to comfort me, I continued, tears coming down my cheeks: "I felt so bad and sorry that I didn't get to tell you how much I loved you and how I wished that I could be there when your body was weak." By this time, I was crying out loud.

She smiled again, and kindly answered: "I know, and it's ok. Because now I'm in a better place." And then I remembered that she embraced me while I was crying, just like when she held me when I was little. I felt warm. I felt peace.

And then, I woke up. She didn't say anything more but what she said was enough.

When Po passed away, I asked God to let Po talk to me in my dreams to tell me that she is ok. That prayer was not immediately answered at the time. I suppose that God wants me to have time to grief. And one month later, God allowed me to see Po in my dream.

She has gone ahead of me to be with Jesus. And I will see her again. It was a comfort for me to have this dream. I am blessed as I woke up only to find traces of tears in the corners of my eyes yet with the assurance that Po is forever in a better place.

Praise be to God.