Dreams

I don’t know when my dreams started becoming as real to me as my waking life, but one night I woke up and realized my dream seemed completely real. In my dream, my deceased husband was alive, and we were on vacation. It was warm with the ocean by our beautiful hotel. Our children were young again.

My dreams were vivid and pleasant. I could return to a previous dream and continue. I dreamed of road trips with my husband and kids, the scenery, the stops. I dreamed of big dinners and laughter with family members that had passed away many years ago. And I got to be with my husband again, almost every night

As I drift off to sleep, I murmur to my husband, ‘I am coming – I’ll be there soon. The Starpainters are taking over now.’

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Mish is the host of Prosery at the Pub. She encourages us to write Prosery inspired by Gordon Downie and his Poem, “Starpainters.” Her challenge: Here is the line to include in your Prosery:

The Starpainters are taking over now

Here’s how to join in:

• Write a piece of prose, up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line.
• Post your prose on your blog or website.
• Click on Mr.Linky to add your name and direct url to your prose.
• Provide a link to dVerse so others can join in too.
• Please visit the work of others to read and comment.
• Drop into the pub to say hello. We are a friendly bunch.
• Enjoy!

Prosery: Tribute to Gordon Downie