the communion of saints

We went to a wake last night - a friend's mother. She suddenly wasn't feeling well, and then it all went downhill very quickly.

But Suzan told me that a month or so ago, her mother had dreamed of her own mother (who'd died when she was five) and some other deceased family members, including a close brother, calling to her, "Come on, come on". She said no - she wanted to watch over her grandchildren. Another time, another dream with her brother calling her. This, before she took ill.

This was a kindness of God.