Just a Dream

It was so real the sights, smells, and the people in my dream were very familiar there was a feeling of deja vu Until the moment that the person that I was hugging faded into nothing as I opened my eyes It was morning I had not been hugging my deceased mother after all it was just a dream The person I was when I woke up, and the person I was in my dream are very different people, on opposite sides of grief Grief is such a strong emotion that even a dream of a loss can take you back to the first heart wrenching days However, the gift of a hug from a deceased loved one is a precious thing, and I am grateful even though, it was just a dream