Sweet dreams

I was finally able to see Nathan in my dream. It was so vivid and pleasant. I wasn't sad when I hugged him and I wasn't disappointed that there was no conversation. He was just there like he was making sure I was Ok. He was smiling and beautiful not glowing or fictional, but very real.

I've been able to talk about him lately without deep despair. That's got to be a good sign. Good dreams and fewer tears. As time passes, I pray I never forget what the texture of his skin looks like or the shape of his fingers and toes. I can still see him so clearly. The dream was such  a gift.

One year is coming soon, I pray I'm in this same space on that day. Rejoicing over his life and enjoying the lives of my precious daughters. That's what I'll shoot for.