She believed she’d never hold her baby again.
Years had passed since the loss of her newborn daughter, and the grief she carried was hidden deep within, known only to her.
But then, after a life-altering car accident, everything shifted.

In the moments after her death, she found herself outside her body, staring into the face of the little girl she had believed she’d lost forever.
This was no dream. It was a reunion—a moment she never imagined possible.
And what she learned from Jesus in that sacred space would transform her understanding of life, loss, and the true meaning of motherhood.

This isn’t just a story about death.
It’s a story about what was never truly lost.

“She was never gone. She simply went first.”