My Seven-Year-Old Son Said He Heard His Mother Calling After Her Funeral. What We Discovered Changed Everything.

“I should have done better,” he said.

I crouched to his height.

“You tried, and you can practice.

That’s what matters.” He looked at me carefully.

“Like I tried to tell you about Mommy?” I hugged him.

“Exactly.

You told me what you knew.

You never had to make the rest happen.” He hugged me back so tightly it hurt my neck.