It's not very often that I've written blogs about my family but the other night I woke up crying because of a dream that I had that seemed so real. I was having a conversation with my grandmother who for the last ten years has been badly effected by Alzheimer's. In the dream she remembered who I was and we talked about how things were going for me and how she was doing. She told me that she was proud of me and that she was glad to see that I had grown up so much from when she last remembered seeing me. The conversation was very basic but it was exactly the kind of conversation I've wanted to have with her for years now.
When I woke up I was crying and the pillow was soaked with tears, because I miss her so much and the only place where she exist as the woman I remember and the woman I love in in my dreams. People that have embedded themselves into our hearts and minds never truly go away even if the state this exist in here on earth has changed they will always have a place in our minds. When people talk about the possibility of eternal life or living forever it is only really in the minds of other people that we are kept alive. I look forward to the next time that I can have a conversation with my grandmother, as I'm sure it will happen again in the future.   ¶ 9:14 AM