i could one up you on that gefen! i remember being in shamayim, with the malachim singing so powerfully, it was amazing! and then, this one malach came to me and said “come with me, little neshama’le…”and i said “but dear malach, no, i don’t want to go…” then i remember learning with the malach, and i remember him touching me above my lips, and then i saw my mother, and magically, all my doubts and fears suddenly vanished!
ahhh! sweet memories! holy, sweet memories!