A grieving boy knelt by his mother’s grave, tears streaming down his face as he poured out his heart in a plea for her to come back to him. As he sat there, consumed by grief, he felt a gentle hand rest on his shoulder. Startled, he looked up to see a comforting presence beside him. In that moment, he felt a sense of peace wash over him, knowing that his mother was still watching over him from above. He whispered a silent thank you to the heavens above, feeling a renewed sense of hope and comfort in his heart.
