Monday, May 19, 2008

A week later....

Well it's been one week today since I lost my Annie. It's hard to believe that much time has passed. Much of it's a blurr and it's not getting much easier. I've stopped crying as much and that is good, but I miss her so much and have had trouble sleeping because she's not with me. Lukey, who we also call Big Fat Boo Boo, is trying so hard to comfort me and stays with me all night, which is so sweet. Gil took a video of Annie last March and when he told me he had it, I had to watch it. I think it was too soon.

My father died in 1991 at the young age of 63. About a year after he passed away, I had a dream....can't remember what it was about, but he was there. I couldn't see his face, but he was next to me and I could see his arm. It was thick, tan and the hair stood up. I recognized it immediately and touched it...ran my hands up and down it. I remember when I woke up that I felt so comforted just being able to touch him again.

Over the weekend, I asked God to give me a dream like that where I could hold Annie and touch her. He did. Again, I don't remember what the rest of the dream was about but I remember holding her tight and thinking that I wanted it to last forever. When I woke up, I felt grateful that God gave me the dream, but I was missing her just as much.

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