It's all the time... every day... yes? No matter awake, or sleeping. We can never really get over some things. I don't think I kept trying, whenever the notion hit that those feelings came to the surface. Easy enough to repeat all the things we hear so much... "Never go without saying I love you!". Or... "Don't go to bed mad!". It never happens when we expect it. It isn't our plan to accomplish it anyway. But what I do know? Your words were delivered to me... just when they were needed. Thank you, dear soul... and hey! I enjoyed listening to this, as I re-read this post... over, and over, and... over.
"No, the dead aren't with us at all. They have become rivers and oceans and the golden seaweed on the shore as the sun hangs heavy in the sky."
!LUV
!LADY
RE: the dead don't come back