Dreaming

As I drifted off to sleep I found myself floating through the air up above the pack house, past my little cottage where Laura and Rollo were, and into the woods. I went right to the waterfall that had become so special to Rogan and me then finally landed on my feet feeling the bare leaves and twigs that lay on the ground below me. I walked towards the waterfall when a bright light from the moon shined down from below. I used my hand to cover my eyes and when I took it down behold there was my grandmother the red-haired beauty, my mother with her snow-white hair, and my father with his almost brown but that tint of reading standing before me. My excitement got the better of me and this time I ran directly into my father’s arms. Part of me knew it was a dream, but the fatherly love emersed me and I could have stayed there forever. I heard my grandmother and mother laugh at the joyous seen of us together.

Finally letting go, “I am so happy I can see you again but I don’t understand w