I woke this morning from a dream where I was talking to Jo from college. She was bright and bubbly and we chatted animatedly, but in the back of my mind I was wondering how it was she was all better. We were laughing together as I woke up.
And of course it made me sad and desolate to find out it was a dream, and she wasn't well, still. And that I won't ever laugh with her again. But then...it was okay somehow. Because I remember, and will cherish those memories. Bless her.