I remember you

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I had the weirdest dream last night. It was like a Hallmark movie only Joe & I were the actors. I’m sure this is because my tv has been on the Hallmark channel non-stop since he passed away. It’s the only thing that has no drugs, no screaming, no killing, no crime. I don’t really watch it. It’s more like a companion now. Noise in the house to combat the quiet when I don’t have any music playing.

Anyway, in my dream we had won some sort of wedding contest, and we were getting married. We were much younger. And there were a bunch of other couples getting married too. It was like a cattle car of rotating couples in and out of the sweetest little church. Most of the dream was spent answering questions from the very demanding people in charge, and a lot of sitting around waiting.

While it was so nice to see him in my dream, Joe was not happy to be there, just sitting. Sitting around and waiting was not his favorite thing to do. I finally grabbed his hand, and we ran off. Headed to the courthouse perhaps?

I’ll never know because I woke up. Well, let’s be honest – it was a Hallmark movie so everybody ended up living happily ever after. In the dream anyway.

The dream was so strange and felt real all at the same time. And it was just like my Joe to not want to sit still. He was a doer. He was constantly working on a project, or a car, or just working. He was the first one up on Saturday mornings, and once he walked out of the house, I was hard-pressed to get him back inside for the rest of the day. I loved our weekends together though. Even the ones where I was in the house cleaning or doing laundry, and he was out back building something. His music was always playing, the dogs were in and out checking on him. Everything was right with the world.

Any other time I would have woken up sad thinking about us. This time I woke up grateful. I’m so thankful for all the years I was married to my beautiful man. All the happiness and hardships were worth it as long as he was by my side. I wouldn’t trade that for anything in this world.

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
Washed away a dream of you
But nothing else could ever take you away
’cause you’ll always be my dream come true
Oh my darling, I love you

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About Me

I’m Kelly. Widowed at 59, this is the real and raw story of losing my husband, and my new reality. My beautiful husband Joe passed away in September 2023 from complications after cardiac arrest. We were married for almost 22 years. I’m a mom to an amazing son, and I have been an executive assistant for over 40 years. I live just outside of Tulsa, Oklahoma with our 2 rescue dogs Hope & Grace.