I Had a Dream...

In the early morning hours right before the sun came up behind the heavy veil of clouds this morning, I had a dream about my mom. We were sitting out back in my old metal chairs on the deck. We were laughing and smiling. I was enjoying her company. She told me to get the cushions for the chairs out this spring and to plant my flower garden out front. In those moments, there was no pancreatic cancer, no chemo, no hospitals. I touched her hand. She was there. She was real. "Mom, when I wake up, you'll be gone." She just smiled. I did wake up and she was no longer there. But I've been with my mom today. And this spring, when Wal-Mart gets their flowers in, I'm going to plant my flower garden...like I used to.