I dreamt about you the other night. This one was not as nice as the others you have shown up in. Nonetheless you showed up. Yesterday and the day before I could not stop feeling you around me. The feeling felt so real that I had started talking to you asking what these feelings were all about.

I could see and feel the warmth of your smile. Duuuuuude I loved your smile and the way your eyes crinkled up when you did smile. And most lovely of all was that I could see myself burying my face into the side of your neck. And the hug…oh the tight warm hug. Home. You felt like home.

I don’t understand these feelings. I don’t know where they are coming from. What I do know is that I have felt them over the years. Once in a while people would ask me about you and I would reply with all things to the contrary of what I was actually thinking or feeling. Anything to make myself feel safe from the realness of what I really felt.

That I missed you.

That I miss you.

~L

“There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.” ~Rumi