Dreaming of Robin
This morning as I began to stir I was partly in a dream with Robin and partly awake. She and I were having fun in the house I grew up in. I don't see her in dreams often and today the experience brings me only joy. So while the analytical portion of my brain acknowledged that this was a dream and tried to rouse me more fully, the dream side overruled. I smiled, squeezed my eyes shut a little bit and enjoyed the reverberations of dreamland a little longer.
posted by Building_in_NY @ 6:51 AM
2 Comments:
Greg,
That must have been very nice to experience.
Have a Merry Christmas.
Be well,
Gail
I share your experience, I dreamt of my love only once sice he died. It was the most beautiful dream and he was swinging me around in his arms when I transformed from dream land into reality. I can say I woke up happy, confused and then sad..all in that order. I am glad you were able to go back to your dream and enjoy it as long as you could hold onto it. I know it made your day.
Kat
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