God Loves You

I saw her take her last breath and realized that she was gone. I stood there feeling as if my whole world had just stopped. She was not only my mother but my best friend. The cancer took her so fast that nobody was prepared for this.   I went up and kissed her on her head and said "Good bye." I turned around and ran out of the room as the tears started to flow down my cheeks. I ran out of the front doors to the hospital and out into the parking lot. I was sobbing so hard I couldn't breathe.
I tried to scream so hard but nothing would come out except the uncontrollable sobbing.
I fell to my knees from the lack of energy and the only thing I could think was "Why God?"
Three days later was her funeral and a lot of people came to show their respect. To tell you the truth I was so sick  of people telling me "She is in a better place now."
How do they know she is even in a place other then in a coffin! If God was real why would He allow such torture? I loved my mother!
I looked around and saw everybody hugging and crying and I just didn't want to be around them so I walked out of the funeral home.
I walked over to the grass and laid down. I closed my eyes trying hard to wake up out of this nightmare because I didn't want to believe that this was all true.
Moments later I felt like someone was starring at me so I opened my eyes and I was surprised to see a man standing by me. He had long hair and a beard. He was dressed in what looked like an old bathroom rob and wore sandals.
He sat down beside me and smiles. I sat up and asked "What do you want?"
He looked at me and it seemed a little weird because it felt like He was looking inside me.
He simply said "God loves you."
I didn't want to hear this and before I could control it I started screaming for Him to go away and to leave me alone.
He leaned over and gave me a hug and for some old reason I didn't mind and I didn't want Him to ever let go. I started crying and He cried with me.
Next thing I know someone was calling my name and I turned to see that it was my dad. I looked back over and the man was gone. "How was that possible? We were just hugging!" I asked myself.
I got up and ran over to my dad and started telling him about the man but I could tell he didn't believe me.
We buried mother that day. We turned around to leave and I just had to look back one more time to believe that this was all real.
I then saw that man reach out his hand and walk away with mother.
Mother did love God.