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Friday, November 7, 2008

Daniel, again

I dreamed of my little Daniel early this morning. He was walking down
a corridor with a bandage and surgical tape sticking out of the back
of his head. I called his name and eagerly, filled with warmth and
smiles, he came and sat in my lap. We talked and laughed as though
we had just seen each other. As though it has not been 11 years
since I grinned over one of his jokes.

I dreamed of Daniel, my son. There are gifts and then, there are
gifts. The joy from that dream is a gift that is impossible to
describe unless you've had the experience to join your precious
child in the realms of a dream... Because once a child dies, the
dreams are all you get.


Kim said...

Thank you for writing Rain Song. Thank you for sharing your heart and your dreams.

(Window To My World)

Alice said...

Thanks, Kim!

Nimkee's Mum said...

((((hugs))) I look forward to those kinds of lucky you were to have this visit from Daniel!

Love, Peace, & Nimkee Blessings,

Alice said...

Thanks, Melissa. What a beautiful picture of your sweet baby.

Valerie said...

i don't know why, but when two grieving hearts understand each other, the tears are no longer bitter, but sweet. Rain Song was a gift, in more ways than one. Thank you.