Last night I had a dream. Rarely do I remember much from my sleep, but when I woke up this morning I remembered my dream. Kevin was in my dream. We were embracing and he kissed my cheek. He didn’t say anything, he just held me.
That’s all I remember from my dream.
That’s all I need to remember.
This is the first time I have dreamt about him since his death. I have been so worried that I wouldn’t be able to remember, to see him in my mind, and then I have this dream. While I slept and in my dreams he was with me. When I woke up, I did feel like he had held me again for that five minutes that I so desperately need.
Up to now I have gone to bed knowing that sadness will be with me while I sleep. Going to bed is difficult, all I can hope is that my dreams are kind to me every now and then.