I woke up ay 7:53 for the first time this morning. I was half awake when I started to realize what I was dreaming about. And it was her! My little girl! I have not once had any type of dream about her since she passed on Jan. 11 of this year. I used to get so upset if people told me she was in their dreams. But she was in mine this morning, she came to see me, I know it! Does this sound crazy?! haha
I am sitting her sobbing my eyes out, mostly in happiness that I got to see her some other place than a still photo. And the craziest part, she was telling me why she was away. I can't really remember much, just tiny bits and pieces, but it was like I was talking to a friend (human.) ha. I hope I remember more as the day goes by, but I do know I was holding her!
I couldn't see her face yet- just her back. She had a bald spot on her flank and I my boyfriend asked me why she had a bite mark on her that was bleeding a litte, and I said it was because I bit her. ???? So strange sometimes.
Anyway, sorry to ramble on, but I was been waiting for her to visit me in my dreams. I wonder if it is because I have finally let go and let Jax in??
What a morning!!