dreaming again

Farmgirl Flowers.

I love them.

I have had them delivered to a friend.

I never thought...

One afternoon last week

I had just returned home and was puttering around my apartment

when I thought I heard a rustling at my front door.

I opened the door,

 and low and behold there on my porch

was a box from Farmgirl Flowers.

My heart could hardly contain my excitement.

Someone had sent me flowers from my favorite place.

They were a late Mother's Day gift from 

David and Erika and Lucy and Harry and Gus and Archie and Walt.

I cried with joy.

So fresh!

And the scent permeates my whole living area.

My dream came true!

Y'all, 

I've started to dream again.

I had not dreamed a dream since Bubba died.

Last week they started again.

Kind of random they are,

mostly of people I knew when we lived in Atlanta.

Nothing recent.

Not of Bubba.

But I'm dreaming again.

Could my traumatized brain be starting to fix itself?

The fear...

now I'm dreaming.

💐