I dreamt of Linus. I “woke up” and felt Lucy in the crook of my elbow, looked over and saw him staring at me wide eyed and waiting. (Like the picture) he’d do this sometimes with his big saucer eyes, a little unnerving when I couldn’t figure out what he wanted but ultimately funny. Unlike…

Seven months without him. Seven months since I held him in my arms. The EMDR session helped: it opened up room to alternative narratives. It helped me get closer to accepting this new reality. “No one ever told me how sorrow traumatizes your heart, making you think it will never beat exactly the same way…

I just heard Linus. Two raspy meows coming from the kitchen. I’m in the bedroom watching Gilmore girls when I heard him. I sat right up and looked around, so startled because it was him, like he was just a few feet away yelling at me because he wanted more food or to go outside…

Six months without him. Half a year since I said goodbye and he left me. The hardest day, the worst days. His visit in my dream helped me so much though and for the first time today I looked at his altar and smiled. It was such a gift to be with him again, if…

Linus was in my dreams last night. He hadn’t appeared to me yet but I kept waiting, asking. In the dream, my parents and I are in my old condo – they’re rummaging through the other rooms, not sure what they were doing. Linus and I are in the dining room, he’s on the table…