‘I should have bought you flowers …’

This morning I woke up with an interesting dream -  intense and beautiful. A dream that also made me feel vulnerable, sad and fragile. I put my arms around my husband Helge and felt thankful. Thankful for being alive, loving - and for being loved. There’s something special with November. The first of November. A day many of us send thoughts to loved ones that  are no longer with us.

In my dream this morning I received a message from heaven. A message sent with angels. From my first husband and best friend for many years. He died way to early. This morning his voice came to me crystal clear, like he was in the room. In my dream I found  a cassette in the mailbox - the physical mailbox outside our home. I was listening to it on my iPad. Interesting setting - not physically possible but elegantly doable in a dream.

Per Arne told me that everything was fine - that life ‘up there – in heaven’ was enjoyable and interesting. ‘People are easy-going, free-minded and we really do have time for conversations - to share words. Meaningfull words.’ He laughed … I could feel his warm personality. ‘And since I know you better than most people - I ensure you that you have a lot to look forward to. I miss you - take care this weekend. I should have bought you flowers.’

The mind is a funny thing. I smile to my self as I write this. It takes courage to openly share a dream like this. So why ? We all have someone that we miss … a child, a parent, a wife, a husband, mother in law, father in law, uncles and aunts, cousins, colleagues, friends ... beautiful people. And today, the 1st of November, we send them kisses. We share tears and love.

We all have the ability to really shine our light and become someone who is remembered for all the right reasons. Let’s light a candle and make this weekend something special - while smiling and singing «I should have bought you flowers».