I had another dream about Mark J.
Last week my dad and Mark's family took his ashes down to Chibembe where I spent the first 6 or so years of my life and where, twenty years later Mark and I worked together. A special place.
So I guess he was on my mind or maybe he was out there flying high and flying free.
In my dream there were a whole lot of us, all sitting outside around a big table eating, drinking, on a happy sunny beautiful-light day. And in amongst us all was Mark, just sitting there normally, laughing and enjoying himself. And as I was leaving I went up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “Why aren’t you telling anyone you’re alive?”
And then I suddenly realized that no-one could actually see him. But he was sitting there amongst us all and laughing and having a good time.
3 comments:
Oh wow Miranda, what a beautiful, sad, dream. Mainly beautiful though x
Miranda - we all believe different things, but maybe he IS there amongst you, sharing your laughter as well as your tears. I like to think that we never totally loose the people we've loved and lost in our lives.
xx
Shiny, it was a bit sad but mostly a sense of peace, really
Mud, yes I agree we never totally lose them. How can we when they've touched our lives?
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