A visit

Twilah visited my dreams on Tuesday night. She came as a young lady of 17 with beautiful clear skin and honey highlighted shoulder length hair in a pageboy style. Her checks were flushed with colour and she was happy, very happy. She leaned against a counter in a bright kitchen as she explained her inner happiness and where she had felt pain in her head, neck and shoulder before she left this earth. I sensed that she needed to explain the past pain to me so I could understand the depth of her peace and happiness now. She simply said, "Don't worry" smiled and was gone.

Every since that dream I no longer have the bad recall or flash back memories of the Dallas trip. Even the anger is leaving me. Sometimes I even feel sorry for that unhappy sick husband to which she denied her love in the end. I wonder if he knows that karma is coming. So sad the children have been denied the opportunity to celebrate her outstanding life. Their faither has effectively shown them how to treat him when he dies - alone, no one to hold his hand or whisper soft caring words and without love.

Peggy - Twi's step-mom