Last night - or was it in the early morning hours? - I had a very vivid dream that my Mother died. In my dream I feel the intensity of the grief, the tears, the overwhelming shock and sadness. In my dream I realized that I was just dreaming that she died; but then I couldn't stop the nightmare of the dream.
I woke up a little later, stared into the darkness, through the window as the first hint of daybreak was beginning. I woke up to my reality...
It wasn't just a dream after all.
She is still gone.
Forever.
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