Dream a Little Dream of Me.

[swestrup]

Last night I dreamt of meeting the ghost of denizsarikaya. There were a bunch of us all gathered together in a church for some sort of memorial service. I don't remember the details except that it was more a solemn occasion than a sad one. Suddenly she appeared to me, translucent and slightly luminous. I drew her in for a hug and a kiss and as I had my arms around her I was simultaneously aware of the feel of her against me and the fact that my arms were empty. I told her I missed her and she said she missed all of us, and that she was going to say hi to as many as she could in the short time she had, especially her father who was there as well. She said it was only appropriate as it was father's day.

Then she was gone and in the dream I was looking around, wondering if I had been acting it out, hugging nothing and talking to thin air, or if it had all happened inside my head. I simply knew that no one else had seen her at the same time I had, and I looked around at my friends, some of whom had surprised or concerned looks and wondered which of them she had already visited, and who she was talking to right now. Then I woke up.

Its not really too surprising that she appeared in a dream. I've been thinking of her a lot lately, as I do this time of year.