It's now already 3 weeks. Every nite when i go 2 sleep, i'll b thinking "will i able 2 see her in my dream?", "how will i feel when i see her?" And that just happened. I dreamed of
her tis morning.
I dreamed that we were on that faithful nite. Chatting about her coming back to visit. Then suddenly i saw her standing in front of the door. Though couldn't see her clearly, i know it's her standing there with someone beside her. Who was she with? Was she with grandfather? Then momentarily, we were sitting on the floor in the living room chatting happily and her feet touches mine and i could feel it. The feeling is so real though it's just a dream.
Suddenly i dreamed that it's her funeral day. It was almost d time where we have to go to the crematorium and we were still in the kitchen at home n she is there. I can hear that my younger sister, Franciese, said to her that it's about time we make a move. Then i saw her face. This time i can see her clearly. She asked me to fetch her a bottle of water to be brought with her "journey" n said that she needed to use the washroom. I saw her very clearly, smiling at me as she's entering the washroom. I couldn't control myself. I started to cry at that very moment.
I woke up at 7:10am. I keep thinking of this dream of mine. Is it true that she came to visit?
Where have all my thoughts gone? I need to be inspired. Where shall I start? Where is the "old" me?
