Last night I was visited by my mom in a dream. It was one of those vivid dreams where I felt I could reach out and touch the surroundings and remember colors and whatnot. I remember that Mom was in China, living her solitude life after Dad passed, which is odd because she passed four months before him. I wasn't with her the entire time of the dream. Part of it was like I was observing her from afar. She had a quaint life there, one that you would expect if you were a senior citizen in China. Alright, maybe a more romantic version of life in China. Never the less, there she was, strolling through gardens with beautiful blooming Sakura trees. Sitting on benches as she read her book. Meandering over to a market to get some food to either eat there or take home to cook for herself. It was pleasant. I do remember a conversation where she told me about an upcoming wedding in the family and that she was excited. The conversation was short thou...
I'm a simple woman making her way through the galaxy.