Twoshadows

Sad dream last night.

I dreamed I was with my older sister. She and I were in a large house going upstairs. She seemed so strong and fast. I commented to her about how she seemed so athletic. Something about this seemed strange. She said that this reminded her of that time long ago when we went on a big hike together and how fun that was. That it was before she got sick.

I thought about how sick she had been with cancer. How she was bedridden. My mind was suddenly trying to remember when she got better. How was she suddenly so healthy and athletic?

BLAM

The thought hit me hard. She wasn't better. She had died. This was just a dream. I woke up with a start.

It would have been nice to have stayed lucid and had a nice dream spending time with my sister again. But I guess it wasn't meant to be.