Last night I dreamt you were here… I felt your fragile little arms across me, your head so softly against mine. The sweet smell of you soothing me to sleep. So much time has gone by, me missing you. Holding on to the hope that I will see you again. I think to myself if I could just have one more day, but that is the great joke. One more day would never be enough. That day would come to a close and I would be back where I started. Imagining what I would say to you, how many more embraces I would squeeze in. Upon opening my eyes this morning I realized that you were gone. The dull ache always accompanying this reality, was replaced with joy for getting to feel your essence once more. This time not ending with a “goodbye,” but instead the memory of a beautiful dream.
I am a writer of novels, poetry, essays and blogs and more importanly a proud mama of two and wife to one! Not so domestic, "goddess" writing about life's crazy experiences, loss and grief, lessons learned therein, as well as the never-ending roller coaster that is parenthood.