I was in a room full of people, I don't know who they were.
Kelly walked into this room. Kelly was 25 years old in my dream. She looked amazing.
I ran over and hugged her and fell into her arms crying.
"Why are you crying?", she asked me in wonderment.
"I am so happy to see you", I told her.
I looked around the room for a familiar face, for the people who would know, who would understand what Kelly meant to me.
There was no one in the room with me who knew who Kelly was for me. I so wanted to find someone and tell them this is Kelly.
The alarm went off on Sue's I-phone. I couldn't get back to my dream.
What did this dream mean? I haven't had a dream about Kelly in such a long time and in this dream she was alive, vibrant. This was the Kelly I knew while she was alive.
The last month since I have been home from Austin has been very difficult for me. I am dealing with the aftermath of a blood clot in my left leg. I have felt discouraged after completing the web training in Austin. I have felt sad, lonely.
Kelly has always known when I most need her and even now she found a way to reach out to me, to touch and comfort me beyond the portals of time.
In love and gratitude for Kelly Melissa Sandra Grubb.