Last night I dreamed about you. It was clear and real. I saw your face, smiling and laughing at the kitchen table. The view from the kitchen window the same. The Spanish moss on the trees elegantly dressed them.
We were there, in the house, in New Orleans. The house was crowded with friends and I felt the happiness that lived with us. I made you your favorite dinner. Plates were passed around and the food was served.
You told me about your day. I saw your smile. Grandma was there. A comforting presence. Family around the house, love present and eternal. That smile, I saw your light.
This morning, I think about how much I miss you. The dream a sweet reminder of that life. We have been together in two lives. I saw you in that dream, happy.
Carolyn Nones Vazquez
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