A very dear friend of mine died around Christmastime. She was a truly special lovely person and I feel the sadness every time something brings her to mind.
Last night I had a dream in which we were at a backyard bbq, sitting next to each other at a table, and enjoying the day. Then I realized that she was dead and her being there couldn't be real.
Then I was lucky enough to think that it didn't matter, to just accept the moment and appreciate this bit of time with her. I was so happy.
That feeling was still with me when I woke up.
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