Dreams

Last night I had the best dream...it has been so long since I have dreamt of Josiah in a positive way, or with as much as I got out of last nights dream. It was however a strange dream. Cutting to the chase of the dream it was his one year anniversary and some one had told me that his body had never been buried, that the day of the funeral they held the body until the 1 year mark so we could say our final good byes. So I start freaking out, wondering how I could forget his body was waiting for us to see him one last time. I make my way over to what should have been the mortuary, however when I get there it is more like a multi floored building. I speak with someone about his body and so they tell me where I can go to see him, and to keep in mind that once I get there I only have 4 seconds. I go up to the top floor as directed and go to what should have been his room. Well strangely it was a room with many beds in there but people were not saying their final good byes rather they were having a pretty intimate moment. So I start freaking out and I run into some family members and tell them They sent me to the floor where they are having what seems to be swingers party (yes I know, strange). So I run into some one else that works there and they tell me he is on this floor in room B3, so I take a deep breath and start making my way to B3, when I get there I peak in and see a empty bed, so I get closer to the door and see his feet (which reminded me of the day he died when I saw them wheel him into the surgery room), I am feeling a little scared but more so full of anxiety and excitement because it had been so long since I had seen him and actually touched him. As I walk into the door and look at him he slowly opens his eyes and smiles and says Happy Anniversary, I then look at him and say Oh My God you remembered, he gave me one of his silly smirks, two thumbs up and said yeah..........next thing I know I am waking up with a smile on my face, thankful that I got 4 seconds to see him the way he was when he died (minus the bruises etc, almost as if no accident had occurred),and to hear his voice. It was almost as if he was just in a room on a bed. There were other people with me and more to the dream but what I am writing about is the most important part.

This pic was taken the day before he passed away!