My Other Life in Dream Land

Last night I dreamed about my mom who had passed away 8 years ago. I love it when I dream of my parents because it's just like they are still here with me. It reminded me of something my dad said to me when he started having weak legs. He said, "I have two lives. I dream of Lenore and it's like she's still here. In my dreams, I have no trouble walking at all. I can run and I don't have any arthritis either. I can work easily like I used to."