It was 3 o’clock in the morning when my room lit up. I saw my youngest son surrounded in a huge light, stating, “Mom, I’m leaving now and I want you to see who I’m leaving with.” He extended his arm, and there stood The Virgin Mary, glowing. Then, they left together. I knew in my heart that his saying goodbye meant he was no longer alive. Instantly I began looking for my son and called every number that would reach him. Eventually, my family and I found out he had passed away in a drowning accident.