Last night I dreamed of
Ed. I dreamed that Donovon and I were at his funeral. It was a lot like his real funeral except his remains were in a wooden box instead of formal casket.
Anyway, there was a party afterward, a really cool party like he used to always host. Donovon and I were talking to several people when I looked up and saw Ed through the window walking toward the house. I bolted to the door and threw it open to find him standing there...looking so happy and relaxed. I yelled, "Ed!! I thought you were dead you mother fucker!!" (It was my term of endearment for him) D and I both hugged him tight. He had a huge smile on his face. I'd never seen him that happy.
That's all I remember, but it was so clear and vivid, I feel like I just saw him. He's been gone four years. I want to hold on to this feeling forever. Seeing him so happy really lit up my world. And it kind of put in a weird funky place all day...very happy, but at the same time still so sad. I miss him.
It's strange too how timely this dream was since our anniversary is coming up and Ed was really the one responsible for bringing and keeping us together. Nonetheless, I'm happy I saw him...even if only for a moment...even if only in a dream...
Party on, Ed. I love you, mother fucker.