As a widow, holding on to my memories is paramount to my healing…helping to make this journey as positive one as I can muster under the circumstances.
Jims visits in my dreams don’t come often, so when he he does decide to make an appearance I feel incredibly Blessed. He paid me a visit last night……
My Memories Became Dreams..My Dreams Became Memories…
You came to me in
a dream last night…
It’s been a while
since I saw there….
You were sitting at the table
Real as could be….
Smiling,
it all became clear.
No words were spoken.
They weren’t needed,
for I could ‘read’ it all in your eyes.
They ‘said’,
“I AM Always With You,
I WILL Always Love You,
and I know you’re not surprised….”
Upon my lips,
You placed a gentle lingering kiss…
Leading me to KNOW
THAT I TOO, AM MISSED.
©lindafedroff_february26,2018
This is soooo beautiful! And what a perfect title. Isn’t that the truth of it! ❤
:))))))) Thank you C!!
This is so incredibly sweet. So special, a dream like that. ❤
I woke up smiling!!! :))
So special! 💝
Yes indeed!!! :))))
Was it a dream, you know Jim is there with you all the time. Watching over you, taking care of you, loving you. I have not said this before but of late I have been woken early hours by the feel of a hand on my arm, or my head and the smell of flowers that I love. I can’t explain this, but I know its happened. You saw Jim you saw his smile you felt his kiss. Jim will let you see him from time to time but he’s there with you poppet.
Awesome !
Your truth and courage are so inspiring and I am glad to read you.
Thank you so much for your kind words 😊
I thank you for your beautiful heart. I feel such pain for your loss but I see in your words such love it covers the loss with something unbreakable
❤