In Dreams
Last night was the first dream I had that Matt was in. Since he passed I have wondered when this might happen. It was a quick one. I was back at our childhood home. I was getting ready to walk out the door. Matt was sleeping on the floor and I said a quick, “I’ll see you later, Matt.” In the dream it was as if he was still there with us, never left. It could have been one of those dreams where I knew he shouldn’t be there and then awakened a little freaked out; it was not and for that I am glad.
Dear Matthew, Its been too long since I put a note in here. Not because I haven’t been thinking of you. Every day brings me a memory of you in one way or another. Each morning I stop by your picture and give you a “good morning” or something, maybe a kiss. Each night I say “good night” and give your blanket a tug. I miss you, more than you’ll ever know. I should have said “I love you” more often. Time goes on. Memories stay. Mom
Hi Matthew,
Well Thursday was Halloween and here is my note. You liked Halloween a lot I think because of vampires and such. You liked being Dracula. And remember all the fun times in New Buffalo with trick-and treat–all the goodies you would collect. We had NO treaters here this year. Maybe cause it was raining. Anyway, this year you must be an angel.