Yesterday, I woke up having just experienced the best dream I think I ever had. And since it's been a hard year for everyone, with so much loss and so many people we miss, I wanted to share it.
In this dream, I was on a vacation, I guess. I was not at home, at least. The house we were at reminded me of the home where my cousins lived in my young childhood - an amazing old Victorian. Various extended family members were there in addition to my family - my WHOLE family. The part I remember clearly is that I was sitting with Connor who was taking a nap. It was just so peaceful. He was wrapped up in a blanket, and our dog (who was not with us when Connor was) was snuggled up with him. It was incredibly peaceful. Then Jack (the dog) decided it was time to get moving, so he got up, snuffled into Connor's ear a bit, licked his cheek, and headed out. (In case you don't know, Jack is NOT a kissy dog. You have to have food on your skin to get a kiss.) Connor woke up as a result of this sweet affection from Jack, giggled and said, "He kissed me!"
His voice was so sweet. I love it so much.
In the dream, I froze, said, "Get Lee," to whoever it was near me, and started crying. Then I asked who kissed him, and he said, "The dog!"
So I asked, "What's his name?" Jack!
"How did it feel?" It tickled!
Lee came running to experience this, and in the dream he also cried. My mother came. Lee's sister. We all got to experience my happy dream of Connor communicating with us.
I woke up in such a good mood.