I finally had a dream the other day about Noah. It was my first one and I had been praying I could have one for a long time. He looked sweet and peaceful, like in the picture above, but he was alive and not attached to any mechanical crap! I had the dream while I was taking a quick afternoon snooze with Emily. She has a 'princess' canopy that hangs over her bed, and in my dream, Noah was lying on her bed, under the canopy, sleeping peacefully. I was able to snuggle with him but I couldn't remove him from the bed to carry him away in my arms. It didn't make me sad, though, in the dream.

When someone is no longer physically in your life, the smell, touch, sound are all removed, as well. Every person who has lost someone they love will always be able to cherish memories, no matter how many were made and in what amount of time. But dreams are so sweet to keep close what daily grows distant. They bring the past into the forefront of your mind, and for that I am so grateful...