A long time ago, in this journal, I related that
I had a dream that I got to see a little of an alternative version of myself...another life being lived. That version of me had a different birthday, a different history, and many things I don't.
In a few hours, that other self will be celebrating Mother's Day with his wife and kids.
Of course, I have no way of knowing if his version of Jane is there with him, still alive.
I'm looking at a long dark teatime of the soul overmorrow.