I'll Dream A Little...Of Them...

Mama Cass Elliot - "Dream A Little Dream Of Me"

Is not she completely adorable? And that voice? No lip-syncing there, all live, baby!

Will and I have finally put away all of the Christmas decorations and the house seems much larger than it has for the past month. We were listening to this song last night and I was reminiscing about my parents' visit. There is more to tell you about our trip and I promise that I will. In the meantime, today marks a week since they've been gone.

I'm trying to catch up on laundry, but am finding myself reluctant to wash the bed sheets that they slept on. I can faintly smell my Mom and Dad. I close my eyes and press the sheets harder against my face hoping that I'll be able to smell them just a little bit more clearly...I can see them in my mind's eye...just not as vivid as I wish.

I'm so grateful for the 3 weeks that we spent together. It was truly wonderful and it was an immense gift. And I don't want to diminish that at all, but I miss them terribly. Somehow I never seem quite whole when they're not with me. Like something is just out of reach, or just not completely full, or the lights aren't turned all the way up. Something is just slightly...off.

So, I'll dream a little...and for the moment, I'll feel the coolness of the sheets against my face and smell the faint, lovely remnants of them and wish that I were 10 again...wrapped safely in my parents' arms.