When I was nine I was really close with my mom. I used to sleep next to her every night. She had cancer but back then I didn’t really know how serious that was until dad one day told me that she had passed away. I’ve just now many years later heard that she knew long before she died that she was going to and that she was scared. Not for herself but she was worried how I was going to survive. Back to when I was nine I heard one morning when she told my dad that she had woken up in the middle of the night because an angel was standing next to the bed where we were sleeping. The angel had taken me into its arms and smiled to my mother. She said that after that she didn’t feel scared anymore. I have been thinking it might just have been something my mom imagined but I remember this really weird dream where I was laying on air kind of like someone had been carrying me and watching my mom smile in her bed. (I’m not sure does this make any sense english is not my language)