It’s nearly 6am… I’ve been woken by a dream.

But I heard you.

Your voice.

The voice I haven’t heard in years.

The one I wish I could hear every day but can’t.

I heard it. I heard… you.

It was as real as the tears that run down my face.

(Static through my computer that’s sitting in the front seat of my car as I drive)

Hello?…

!! Hello???!! Mom?!?

(Static) Hello.

Mom!! Are you there?!?

(Less static) Yes, I’m here.

Mom!?… hold on. Wait right there.

(Static) Ok..

I’m gonna call you.

(Less static) Ok

(Scrambles to phone and calls)

Mom? You there!? Hi!!

(Clear) Hi…?

You’re here!?!!?

Yes….?

Mom!?

Yeah-es…?!

Mommy, I love you.

I love you too.

I’m so glad you’re here. I love you Mom.

I’m always here….

That was it and I was awaken.

For minutes I fought to get back to sleep.

To hop myself back into the dream, as I have other dreams.

But couldn’t. And now can’t.

Instant tears, for a multitude of reasons.

I’m not sure why now, why this moment.

But perhaps I do….

Either way, thank you for the visit.

I love you. xo