Feeling Some Kind of Way

Melancholia stops by for a visit

Me and John with our second child Chris. 2007. Photo by Kathy Copeland Padden

I dreamed about my husband who died in October again. I dream about him a lot. We have these long conversations that I wish I remembered. I wake up feeling at peace, so the conversations must be going well.

We had been apart many years when he died due to his alcoholism. I didn't want to leave him, but I was in fear for my life. Nice guy…