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After I lost the baby boy I was carrying, I could not breathe for the grief I was bearing. The day he passed on to God I was in trauma, just staring up at God without words, trying to visualize my baby safe in the arms of Jesus. Then the Lord seemed to open up heaven and I saw my son arm in arm with Jesus, they were side by side both smiling at me. I could hardly believe it! My son was a man, not a baby boy. I know my son's gonna be there to greet me when I get home.