Friday, March 29, 2013

Daren's Letter - March 29, 2013

Hi Babe:

"You've just gotta empty your mind, Mom.  Just let it happen."

These were words you told me when your dad passed away and I couldn't dream of him or feel him near me.  You kept assuring me he was around, and I kept telling you I couldn't feel him. 

"Look for him in a dream."  You told me.

Well my dear boy, I dreamed of you.  I dreamed I was on the telephone talking to someone.  I was telling them I had lost you and I was sobbing.  I was so hurt.  Then I heard you say "Hi Mom."

"Daren just talked to me!  I heard him on the phone!  It was him!" I said to someone in my dream as I clutched the phone to my heart.

"Mom.  I'm right here." You said and I looked up to see you standing in front of me.  You were thinner and younger and as I approached you, I was afraid if I touched you, you would fade.  But I reached out and touched your face and then put my arms around you.  You hugged me back.

"I miss you honey," I said.  "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Mom." You replied holding me.

"Come with me," I said and we walked into another room where your dad waited.  He looked up like he was looking into a bright light, shielding his eyes with his hand over his eyes.  "Look honey.  It's Daren," I said as he walked over to you and placed his hand on your head.

We walked out into the other room, and there were two people waiting for you.  I only recall the man having a small moustache.  The lady however was beautiful.  She had on green pants and a lighter green shirt.  Her hair was dark and had a beautiful sheen to it.  It was turned under like hairstyles of the 1940's.  Her complexion was beautiful and her lips were red.  "We need to go," she said.

"You know he's a very good man," I said to them.  And she said "We know.  We only take the good ones."

Immediately, I woke up and looked at the clock.  It was 4:58 in the morning. 

I seldom dream honey, and when I do, I usually don't remember them.  You know that.  The fact that I recall so much detail of this one makes me believe that perhaps, it wasn't just a dream. 

I love you so much honey.  I can't begin to tell you how much I miss you.  Thank you for the hug and the words.

Forever Honey.


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