My granddaughter used to have an imaginary friend when she was little. Her dad's mother passed away before she was born, and one day she saw a picture of her and said, "That's HER! That's MY FRIEND!!"
A friend of mine's dad passed away before she got her girls and they used to tell her that there was a man outside their window at night. They identified him the same way via a family photo.
They are with us.
CG to my husband, Matt. Dx June 2009 Stage IV Oropharengeal SCC right tonsil primary with distant metastases. Rad to neck- Surgeries to lungs- Every avail chemo - ran out of options Jan 2012, called for hospice help Feb 2012, at rest March 19, 2012.
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