Hey guys - I hope this post finds you all well.
A few times a dream has recurred to me. It is often of my grandfathers house, the first time it was vacant and infested with rats - once I was the owner after he passed and this last one was it being bestowed upon me.
I dreamt of the perfect size of the fence in yard - the detached garage that I could park my truck in. The memories of crawling and climbing the tree in the back yard. Hosting holidays and get togethers in the finished restaurant style basement like the 20 years I had remember spending there.
There was a wall of mirrors in the living room and the kitchen dear god the design clock stopped at 1952. It was perfect.
My heart was broken when he didn't leave the house to me when he passed. He owned the house free and clear - I would have only had to pay the taxes lol. I guess that is selfish of me though. I am not really one for tradition but now as I am getting older and the world is showing me just how alone I really am my belief is that I am clinging to what ever memory I have.....Wishing that things were different or that my truth was altered.
The ramp that was installed for his wheel chair was still there - the wire umbrella he made for my grandmother who passed before him still stood strong in the yard. The exterior shutters have been painted a tacky pink color from the original black.
Christmas lights still draped along the roof line - judgement free. All and all the house looks like it is being maintained.......i hope there is as much laughter and love filling the walls as there was when it was a part of my family.
Rest in Peace, you are sorely missed and loved forever.
~day dreamer
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