Sometimes I dream of you...
You are a baby. We cuddle. You coo. I can smell your sweet breath.
Our hearts beat as one.
Sometimes I dream of you...
You are a cancer warrior. Bald as a cue ball. Spunky and strong. I fight for you to live.
I struggle, helplessly, as I watch you die.
Sometimes I dream of you...
You are a child who has never known cancer. Your blond curls bounce in the breeze.
Your brown eyes penetrate my soul.
You speak with a wisdom far beyond your years.
Sometimes I dream of you...
You are older. Or younger. It is not you...and yet it is.
Your hair and eyes are of a different hue.
And yet I know that it is you.
And then I wake up.
And you are gone.
It's not enough.
It's not enough, you deserve so much more. Very touching post. I am glad she is visiting you in your dreams, she is with you always. Love you friend.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and touching.
ReplyDeleteOh, Rachel. Your dreams are beautiful. And so are you. XO
ReplyDeleteWow, those are beautiful thoughts of your beautiful, spunky girl!
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful.
ReplyDeletep.s. my mom passed away on Sunday
I'm so sorry, Christine. Peace be with you.
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