Sweet Dreams

I had the most wonderful dream that I have to share with everyone.

It happened early Sunday morning. I haven't dreamed about Will at all since he passed away.

In the dream I was back at Vanderbilt's critical care unit. I went into his room and picked up him out of the crib and sat down in the rocker as I used to. As I rocked him I started to look around the room wanting to know what his vitals were. As I looked at his ventilator, I couldn't see the screen because it was turned the other way. So I called for Will's nurse, and I asked her, "What is the ventilator setting at today?" And she replied, "Well, he isn't on the ventilator anymore... he is breathing on his own, don't you see?"

I looked down at Will in my arms. I started crying uncontrollably in my dream as I noticed he had no trach, no IV's, no feeding tube, no shaven head... he was perfect, healthy, and happy. He had the biggest smile on his face, almost laughing.

I know that Will was speaking to me in my dream... Mommy, I'm happy & healthy. Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

My only wish is that Josh (and everyone else for that matter) could have experienced this same dream. It is the most wonderful dream that I have ever had.