Apr 30, 2022
3 min read
Feeling Some Kind of Way
Melancholia stops by for a visit
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…
