I dreamed last night that I was changing a baby girl diapers that was about 2 years old. She had curly hair and smiled like Kylan. As I looked up I saw my brother Brian in the room. He was about 35 years dressed in a light colored grey suit. He looked down at me and reached his hands toward the baby. "Let me hold that baby" Brian said with his waterfall hair partially in his beautiful green eyes. I handed him the curly hair baby, as I was standing up at the same time. He said," I feel so good now, I'm not sick anymore.
He looked at me, Erin he said, " we need to celebrate life more" , I know you and Randy both drink Champlain and I got you a split.(they are two small bottles).I smiled at Brian and said," your right Brian we need to celebrate life more. I woke up, still feeling his presents. My bedroom has a misty feeling to it.. My thoughts all day have kept on celebrating each other. On Sunday I had gone to see Tony, and that was one of the things we talked about... we as a family through out this blog are celebrating life, our family living or not.. we are all still together.
Aunt Erin,
ReplyDeleteI agree 100%- and I think as Quinlans we do a pretty good job of this. 'Celebrate we will for life is short but sweet for certain'- a quote I love! I adore the picture you've selected for this post.
Lovely.
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't get better than this. You even have wonderful dreams to tell us about, covering communication day and night.
ReplyDeleteAunt Erin,
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story. My dad loved that suit and he still has it. I'm struggling with any kind of faith right now, but I do feel like those that have gone, visit us in dreams to share what they know. I've only had one dream so far, where my dad and I talked. Remind me, and I'll tell you about it sometime.