I had a funny dream the other night. I dreamed that I was at a party, and I had parked my car in the host's front yard. As I was going to leave, two men approached me to tease me about where I parked, saying stuff like, "So... where you come from, do you put your appliances on the front porch as well?" As I was laughing, I noticed that one of them was Jeff Gordon! So, I took the opportunity to tell him all about Paul, and he cried.
As I was thinking about that dream, it occured to me that for a while after Paul died, whenever I dreamed about him, he was alive. Then there was a while that I dreamed about Paul, and he was alive, but I somehow knew that I was dreaming. Even though everything seemed very real, I didn't want to wake up, knowing that it would all be over. Now, I'm dreaming of life after Paul.
Like most things in my life right now, I prefer the way it used to be.
3 comments:
Oh Leigh...this morning when I saw you I wanted to tell you how I'd just been thinking about you and Paul during the church service. My heart aches for you. And that's why I pray for you.
Leigh,
I was just telling my husband that I often dream about Nate and know that I will have to eventually wake up....and it hurts my soul. I'm sorry that you too have to experience this hurt. Praying for you here in WA. And as always thanks for the look into your life it makes me less lonely at times.
With Hope
Abra McKean
I've experienced the same thing!
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