A Dream
I dreamed of Jim.
I was in the old house on Aktis Island.Sal had visited. He had left to head home.
I was alone, upstairs, getting ready for bed, towel wrapped around wet hair. I unwrapped it. I wanted to dry it but the power had gone off. None of the lights worked. It was very dark and quiet.
I heard a noise. Stopped. Listened. Another noise. The door would have been left unlocked when Sal went out. I had forgotten.
I opened the door (odd because I was now suddenly downstairs in the house). A large, heavy bow took up the entire doorway.
I felt Jim rather than saw him. Strange how that works. Slight noises. A flicker of light. He would be taking off his rain gear. “Jim?”, I queried. The question dropped into nothingness.
Of course, he would not answer. It was obvious. The question was extraneous. He was tired after a very long day. There was no need to reply. There was a strange comfort in that, and in the knowledge of his presence. I went back inside to await his arrival.
I woke up. Jim……..
He is dead. I am alone. It was a dream. Strange sweet fruit of the mind…..
I miss him, my Jim.
AJ ❤
9 comments on “A Dream”
Leave a Reply
Recent Comments
Ann’s Corner Pics
😦 *Hugs from a distant planet*. But that’s such a lovely picture.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
The pic was taken on our honeymoon ❤
LikeLiked by 2 people
Beautiful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I have had many dreams like this one and they have always been a comfort. I honestly feel that I am visited in my dreams.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Yes, it does feel like a connection, even though it’s just a dream ❤
LikeLiked by 2 people
Very moving, Ann. May the Lord comfort you in your most challenging moments.
LikeLike
Thank you……He does!
LikeLike