Tuesday, November 11, 2008

The Room

Sleeping late this morning I dreamed that I discovered a new room in my house that I’d forgotten was there. This is a recurring dream, though this time with a different twist. The room was filled with objects that had been left there I realized by a previous owner. Many of the objects were bits and pieces you’d find in a 5 and dime, or you’d buy from one of those TV commercials – not available in stores! Buy now! There’d be 5 or 10 of some identical items stashed away in a little box. On a large table in the middle of the room were a multitude of framed photos, all with identical frames; photos of people whose faces weren’t clear to me. There was a king sized bed with a luxurious tapestry bedspread on it. I was fortunate to discover the room when I did because some visitors had just arrived and needed overnight accommodations. I don’t remember if I knew who they were but I know I wanted them to stay. We started cleaning out the room together; throwing away much of what was there, but every once in a while, keeping some little trinket that seemed to speak to me. I woke up just as my late husband walked into the room, and looking up, there was Rick, about to kiss me goodbye as he left for campus.

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