I actually remember waking up this morning, and I recalled my dream with supreme poignancy.
I get some crazy dreams, but once in a while I'll have a particularly vivid one that will stay with me for the rest of the day. No matter what I do, where I am, it's in my head until I manage sleep it away.
That happened last night/today. I tossed and turned, until finally I pulled myself out of it. When I opened my eyes sunlight was streaming into my room. I put my hand up and let the light fall across my arm. For a few blissful seconds I was still dating a dream (quite literally, ha) boy, my dad's entire side of the family all lived together in this gorgeous forest- each of us with our own little cove.
And my grandma was still alive.