I don’t always remember my dreams, little sweetheart, and even when I do, I don’t always remember nearly enough details as I wish I would, but I always feel so very blessed just to know that you have come close in sleep and touched me with your presence, brushed me with your angel wings.
Even if only that is all I can recall - that you alighted however briefly in my dreams - I feel a surge of love and protection enveloping me.
Admittedly, I weep in frustration at not being able to reach into my consciousness and pull the details back fully into the light of day so I may write them down here in a flurry, celebrate and commit them to memory. But at least I know you have been with me, as you were last night.
And that alone is something to treasure, My Treasure, and to be grateful for.
With all my love forever.
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