Duck Face

Words and thoughts......not enabled and apparently not allowed between the living and the dead. She does speak in dreams to me though. Nightly.

I can see her clearly....cannot touch her but I can feel her even more real than before. Just in a different way, almost as if she is flowing through me and connecting with ........ joined with me. I don't have a word for it.

I feel her every intention and her moods.. It is as if by breathing her in and having her wash through me.

Today she was being really silly and playful. She does this a lot. I know that she works hard to keep me here just like before.

She has adapted to this new life (?) much better than I and she lets me know that it is important that I keep myself intact.

She made me stop listening to the Smiths and told me to quit drinking. That helped a bit.

I tell her about this huge void that has become my way of being and she pulled a duck face at me.

I whisper that I love her and she smiles.