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A Spirit Holding Me

Ever since my husband died nearly four years ago, I have had dreams on occasion in which I actually felt his arms holding me while I was asleep. The thing is that it all seems so real. This morning was the most intense "dream" yet. I have a hard time distinguishing between reality and dreaming when it comes to my late husband. I was caught between the awake stage and the sleep stage this morning and not knowing what was real and what wasn't. I remember opening my eyes and just as plain as it was daylight, I felt my husband rub his face against mine and I saw his arm over me. I have had many of these episodes, but this one left me shaken. I know now that most of it was a dream because I had to force myself to wake up and realize it wasn't real. Or was it? I can't help but wonder how many people have had these same type of experiences after losing a spouse or a loved one. I believe there are many more skeptics than there are believers when it comes to a subject such as this. My husband died at home of a massive heart attack at the age of 42. He died in our bed, the same one I still sleep in every night. I recall about two months after his death, I went out with some friends and had a few too many drinks. My sister was staying with my kids and after I got home and got in bed, I laid my hand on the bed and I felt a heartbeat on the mattress. I may have been a little drunk, but my sister was sleeping in the bed with me that night and she felt it too. I am not sure how I feel about my experiences, but I am thankful that his spirit isn't one that would try to torture me for wrongdoing. I always feel him when I am sleeping though, so maybe they really are just nothing more than dreams. I have written several poems dedicated to my late husband. "The Weeping Widow" was the first one I wrote after his death, but there are many more poems I have written, even one for my two girls called "Little Angels" which talks about the joy of becoming a parent. Visit Heart-A-Chokes to read all my poetry.

The Christmas Train

I WANT A CHRISTMAS TRAIN!!!!!! And I want it now! Why, oh why, does this have to be so dang hard??? After all it can't be impossible to find a small train that plays Christmas music to place around the bottom of a tabletop tree. If you live where I do, everything is freakin' impossible! I have finally given up and just settled for a small rinky dink train(great deal at $1.99) without the music. After hours of shopping and hours of searching online for the right size train, I can't take it anymore! Maybe one day I will come across that perfect train when I am not even looking for one, and at that point, I will go ahead and purchase it. But what if my next year never comes? After all, nobody is promised another day here on earth. So I really want my miniature musical Christmas train this year. Where, oh where, can I find one at?? I hate not being able to get what I want when I want it. If I find one, I will let you all know about it, trust me.

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