Dreaming of What Could Be

My pitiful little flower bed in my front yard, about to undergo a transformation. (photo credit: author)

Lately, I’ve been wishing that I’ll dream about my late husband. Every night before I go to sleep, I listen to the voicemail he sent me, in which he tells me, “Nighty-night, little bird.”

I hear that a lot of widows have dreams of their spouses who have passed and I’m rather disturbed that so far, I haven’t had many of these experiences. I pray every night — though I’m not very religious — that I’ll have a dream about…

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Holly Case is a writer and aspiring therapist living in Texas. I’m obsessed with making the world a kinder place. Previous Top Writer in Parenting and Feminism.

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Holly Case

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Holly Case is a writer and aspiring therapist living in Texas. I’m obsessed with making the world a kinder place. Previous Top Writer in Parenting and Feminism.

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