Healthy, happy, peaceful. Whenever I have dreamt of him, he has always been like that. One time, I dreamt I was awake, and had brought him back to life. He was walking toward me smiling and open; I thought he must be an illusion of mine. Another woman was just behind me, and I turned to her to ask "You see him too?" She nodded yes, spell bound by him. We were both spell bound. I was still dreaming I was awake.
That one was dreadful to wake up from.
believing that dreaming is time travel helps
heaven and dreams are time travel
splash I hear your beautiful plunk right behind me
I thought I could do this but now I think I cannot
god bless the child
who dies in
his mother's arms
our next walk will be in a hundred acre wood where crows still power our hearts and you will leave me a note just like the one you left for your dad, your words, penned by my hand, with sparkles all around them leaving me, as you predict, so happy
I wish you deep and restful sleeps a certainty that you can fly and restored grace
Today you are thirty.
I love you
Shot was taken by his Aunt Terry. I messed around with it, trying to bring him back alive. I will never stop trying to do that. Never.