Dreaming/ waking
1960
See this beautiful woman? That’s my mother in 1960, the year my younger brother was born.
1991
Here she is again at the age I am now, holding my youngest son. I love how every bit of her loving personality is captured in that photograph.
A decade later we lost her to dementia and years after that, she finished passing.
Last night I dreamed that we were going to have breakfast together this morning. Then I woke up.