The Dream

When you loose a child, you are emotionally inconsolable. I dreamed last night that I was sitting on the couch in the family room and Christy came down with a cup of tea and sat beside me. I looked at her and said “Christy is it you?” I told her that she had died in California and I cannot believe that you are here. I grab her and hug her. I pull her close to me and begin to shower her with kisses. I look down and in my arms is her son, DJ smiling up at me. I woke up and realized she was telling me that she is not gone as long as I have DJ. Some how this helps and I feel calmer.