A few days ago, one of my best friends sadly passed away.
He was a gentleman, in the true sense of the word.
Two days later, I had a dream, in which I’m walking down some kind of a school or hospital…and behind me, is my friend, following behind me, arms by his side, head bowed down, not looking happy at all.
Was it real? Was it a message from him? I truly do not know. But I know it was very definitely him.