The boy stood by his mother’s grave, tears streaming down his face as he whispered, “Take me with you.” His heart ached with the emptiness and loss he felt without her. And then, in that moment of deep despair, something incredible happened. A gentle breeze swept through the cemetery, carrying with it a sense of peace and comfort. The boy felt a warm embrace, as if his mother was there with him, soothing his pain and telling him that she was always watching over him. In that moment, he knew that he was not alone and that his mother’s love would always be with him.
