You have a child, don't you? I ask because I know that those with children probably understand such a loss perhaps even better than I do, in a way, because I was his sister and not his mother.
My mother is a remarkable woman, she said she felt like our Lord's Blessed Mother at my brother's feet. He was hit and killed very close to where we lived. His friends came up the driveway calling, "Patrick's been hit". We ran to him, and my Mom became incontinent because she knew, and I knew he was dead.
Thank you for letting me speak of him, it does my heart good, especially at this time of the year.
I do not believe the living can, or should seek to, communicate with the dead. However, when we are assembled around our God's throne in worship, I sometimes sense that our visible congregation is joining in praise with the church of all the ages. For "all live unto Him."
Yes, I have children. I am a very lucky man.
Have a blessed Advent.