Night Visitors
My alarm had been going off for ten minutes before I awoke this morning. I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower. It was there that a dream from the night came racing to the forefront of my mind.
I dreamed about him again, I dreamed about Jimmy. It's been a long time...six months...maybe a year. When I dream about Jimmy the place is always different but I am always thrilled to see him. I never remember what happened when I'm dreaming about him. I can't believe how much he's changed since I last saw him. Last night he looked different than I remember him, he was older, maybe 25. His face had filled out, his red hair had turned more of a strawberry blonde, but he was the same Jimmy. The same grin. The same eyes. As he usually is in my dreams, he was all smiles, no words. I am always comforted by his appearance in my dreams. I feel reassured. But about what, I don't know.
It'll be eight years this May since we lost him at 16. I miss him so much.
Comments
Maybe you're more spiritual than you think!
Love you
Love to you too!!
hugs.
I think and dream about Jimmy alot too. Sometime when you are back home, I have a cassett tape of you, Sal, Adam and Jimmy doing your own radio show.
I will never forget his laugh and I always see his smile!
these dreams that we have make me feel so warm inside. just to have had him for as long as we did is a blessing in itself.
i love you so much.