I dreamed about Nathan last night. I seem to do that on rare occasion. One thing always is true about the dreams. No matter what I always know that he is dead in my dream and am trying to figure out how he his there.
In last night’s dream Julia was getting ready for school and then Nathan was standing there, in his John Deere shirt, jeans and John Deere hat and we said to each other that it was a shame he couldn’t go to school too since he seemed to be feeling OK and was ready. We put Julia on the bus and took Nathan to school. Then he was much weaker and so I just cradled him in my arms like a baby and carried him around the school to see all the people there he loved. He was talking and smiling. We decided to go to the school library and we sat there and read books. As we ran into people who were obviously confused because he had died and been cremated. I just said, “we don’t know why or how his body is here and it doesn’t matter”.
After a while we left to go home and I still carried him and he was as if weightless. Then, my dream ended.