Was it really just a dream?
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I felt a little sad when I thought about it-a comforting feeling that stayed with me like a warm hug filled with sweetness.
“Darling, what’s the matter?” Ivy, stirred from her slumber, inquired with concern, her eyes clouded with sleepiness. “Did you have a bad dream?”
Thinking back on the dream, I shook my head and explained, “No, it wasn’t a bad dream. It had some beautiful moments that outweighed any fear.”
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“Really? Beautiful?” Ivy appeared perplexed, struggling to reconcile the notion of beauty with that of a nightmare.
“Yes,” I affirmed, the memory washing over me, softening my heart with a surge of warmth. “Ivy, I dreamt of two children calling me their mom, and a very handsome man who called me his wife. He cooked my favorite dishes. Instead of resisting, I embraced the feeling, savoring the atmosphere as if it were real.”
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“Really?” Ivy’s excitement was palpable, her eyes were bright with anticipation. “Honey, did you recall anything?”
Considering it for a moment, I shook my head with regret. “No, it’s just Like before. My memory remains blank; I couldn’t recall anything.”
“Oh, I see.” Ivy’s voice faded away, showing her disappointment.
After a pause, she seemed to remember something and asked, “Do you happen to recall the appearances of the people in your dream?”
Briefly, the images resurfaced in my mind, yet the sharpness of their features escaped me, leaving behind a vague impression.
Frustrated, I confessed, “I can’t recall.”
“Very well then…” Ivy’s voice carried a deeper note of disappointment, but her optimistic nature quickly lifted her spirits.
She offered reassurance, saying, “Honey, it’s alright. Having a dream is a positive sign; it’s better than having no memories at all.”
Her eyes sparkled with hopefulness. “Perhaps with a few more dreams, your memories will resurface. We won’t even need to go through the trouble of searching.”
I fell into contemplative silence.
Could it really be so simple?
As I recalled the image of falling into the abyss, a feeling of sadness engulfed me.
Suddenly, the cry of a baby shattered the silence.
My heart raced as I swiftly leaped from the bed to the crib. Without hesitation, I tended to the baby’s needs, changed her diaper, and began feeding her.
My care for the baby flowed effortlessly, as if I had performed these tasks countless times in the past.
Ivy mused, “Perhaps it’s similar to your dream. You might have other children, especially considering how skilled you are with Abby. You knew she needed a diaper change without even checking-that’s not something a first-time mother would typically know.”
I hesitated, impacted by her observation.
Indeed, my actions were too practiced, almost instinctive, needing no conscious thought.
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