The Dream

          I had the strangest dream last night. Are nightmares even allowed to be called dreams? Why shouldn`t they? What is it that makes them so different in the end? Not all dreams are nightmares, but the rule doesn`t apply the other way around, does it? It`s unfair, perhaps, that evil is always isolated, blamed, set aside and damned. After all, nightmares are nothing but dreams that have gone wrong, aren`t they? I was so glad when I woke up and realized it was just a dream.

          I woke up and I saw your father next to me, and he was so handsome. I touched his hair and he opened his eyes while he smiled at me, and I was relieved I was actually in bed with him. He`s the one, I came to realize that after having belived I had lost him. But I guess I`ve always known. From the moment I set my eyes upon him, I knew we were meant to be together forever, and that`s why I was so glad when I realized he was still around, for it was just a dream.

          When I finally decided to get up and head for the kitchen, your sisters were already there, trying to make some sort of surprise breakfast. The two of them were laughing and getting everything dirty, but not in an irresponsible way, you know? They were just having fun the way sisters are supposed to, and the way they were right there and then made me so happy. I realized how blessed I was to have such beautiful and happy daughters. It`s hard to imagine, after having witnessed their precious breakfast moment, that they would ever become enemies. Luckily, it was just a dream.

          You and I, that`s another story. We hadn`t spoken in years. Something to do with a fight, or an argument. Maybe I was wrong and tried to impose my will over you, or maybe you were just an arrogant young man, and forgot how much I actually loved you, and how much I tried to protect you from the world... In vain, I know. But you were a man already. A grown man who didn't call me mommy anymore.You had your own family to worry about, and God knows how much I missed you, my little boy. It was so lonely without everyone, but you were the one I missed the most. Nothing had meaning anymore, and maybe that`s why I did it. I remember it as clearly as water, almost as if it were all real. I`m just so grateful it was all just a dream.