Dream or Glimpse of Heaven?

Yesterday morning Tucker woke up in a panic, crying. He crawled out of bed and immediately went to check on Macy, who was still sleeping. As he looked into her crib he said, "Where's the other baby?" He repeatedly asked this question. He kept saying, "There is a second baby. Where's the other baby?" The expression on his face was of true concern, and tears trickled down his face. I tried to comfort him, and explained that Macy was the only baby, and that she was just fine. That's when I realized the extent of his bad dream. He went on to explain:

"But, Mama, there is another baby, a little tiny baby girl. She was swimming in the water with me, and she kicked water in my face. We were laughing and playing. There were two babies, baby sissy and this other little tiny baby sissy. There were two Macy Harper's, Mama...But the little one was killed. She died."


At that point, I was nearly in tears along with him. Was this merely a bad dream, or a vision from Heaven of our baby angel?


Tucker was also very concerned about Macy. She woke up during all of this, and he kept asking, "Is Macy okay? Is my baby sissy alright? Is she hurt too?" He insisted on hugging, kissing, and holding her.

I just love this little guy to pieces. He has moments of utter tenderness, and says some things that touch my heart in ways I never believed possible.