Little sweetheart, I've been flat on my back for most of a week and am just now beginning to feel more myself. I think there's something going around. Your mom told me that the day after we left, she came down with something herself. Anyway, I'm feeling much better and even went for a run both yesterday and just now.
It was so wonderful to wake this morning, little sweetheart, because you were in my dreams last night. We were traveling together, you and I, in one car and your folks in another, meeting up with them somewhere along the coast, I think. It seemed to have a kind of commonality with that trip I just took with Sylvia last year along the PCH.
Something about it also reminded me that I have these recurring dreams that I've gone on a trip, sometimes with you, sometimes on my own, and forgotten to return the rental car! Like in the dream I'll be all the way home maybe even months later and suddenly remember that I parked the rental car somewhere and forgot to take it back to its place of origin. Isn't that odd, little sweetheart?
The kind of wonderful thing about this dream last night, little sweetheart, was its sort of complete normality. Nothing was crazy dramatic or out of place about it. Most of the details of it were kind of mundane. An alert came up on the dashboard that one of the tires was low on air and you looked up the nearest place to go on your phone as we drove along. We stopped and took care of it and the people at the service station wanted to know if we'd like to stay there at their adjoining motor lodge for the night but we were heading on to a different place that your dad had already booked, so we thanked them and got back in the car. We somehow got to the place before your folks arrived, even through we'd had to stop to inflate the tires. We parked and then before we even got out the car decided to park somewhere else so that we wouldn't block in your dad's car when they arrived.
It was all so perfectly without drama or conflict - just a nice day in our shared life together and that itself is magic because you are magic yourself. Every moment with you was and is a treasure. I love so very much, little sweetheart and always always will.
Thank you for finding me in dreams. Please remain near me today and take me to you the moment heaven will allow. With all my love forever.
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