just a moment, just a dream

she is on my mind throughout the day.

i am so overdue for a phone call from her,

that my brain skips, like a scratch in a record,

getting hung up on the yearning feeling,

the incompleteness.

there are piles of conversations,

stacks of them, growing daily,

that i need to have with her.

ideas i can't finish without her input,
her opinions.

but she did crash my dream last night.
{oh, missy, please keep doing this...}

just a regular dream,

my arms full of groceries
{oh, yes, i dream of groceries}

and there she was.

i set my dream-groceries down.

no words,

just a giant, warm, long hug

with my best friend.

this card reminded me so much of our day at the river.

i bought it & sent it to her last year.

our friend, mitzi, recorded a song for missy

and sent it to me with this note to share:

Thank you, Irene, and all who helped with Missy's memorial.

It was beautiful!
Missy's spirit is free,

and she has returned to the oneness!

It doesn't surprise me,

although it delights me that Missy shows her presence

most often as a butterfly.

Beautiful, colorful, bright and cheery!

 Sometimes as a sweet song bird, too.

This song came through me for Missy,

and even though the quality is not the best,

I wanted to share it here.

Sam is playing the strum stick.

I love the bird songs near the end.

Love and blessings to all.

♥