A woman of about my age or a little younger was walking in front of me on the boardwalk and I suddenly had this vision of her as a little girl. It was like I was seeing her through the eyes of her mother.

I happened to run into her again at the coffee shop. I was impelled to tell her what I’d just experienced.

“Hi, this is maybe going to sound weird, but I just saw you walking in front of me as your mother saw you when you were a little girl and she loved you very much.” And then I started tearing up, and I think she started tearing up, too. There was something really profound in that moment.

When she left the coffee shop, she passed me and smiled a big smile and wished me a great day. And I wished her the same.

– Karen Molenaar Terrell