"I know you're sad. When you look back on 2009 you'll always be sad. Because the 2009 me is gone. But... I'm coming back."
"You are? How?"
"It will be confusing. Even to me. The 2009 me will always be gone, but the 2010 me will be here. So when you tell people about me, I'll be both here and gone."
That was the first dream a few months ago.
Last night I got the second dream.
We're sitting in lawn chairs in her front yard holding hands under her crab apple tree.
"How are you?"
"I'm okay. I'm still pretty sick, but I'm getting better. I don't mind being sick. I'm stronger than when you saw me last in person."
"I'm glad for that."
"I'm getting better. And....I'm getting younger."
I wake up feeling a strange energy. Like excitement and comfort at the same time. I think that every year sees some balance of good and bad.
There are many wonderful things in store for this next year.
Some that I have been planning and can see clearly....
and perhaps some not.