I have dreams all the time at night and most of the time I can easily recall them the next day, I have never been more thankful for this than this morning when I was able to recall a vivid dream I had involving my mother last night. Apparently I have watched too many soap operas growing up where a character dying means nothing and they can easily return in a day or two with some crazy explanation of why they are still alive...cause my mom was still alive. My whole family was having a great adventure driving around the streets of some unknown city bickering, laughing, and causing trouble....and it felt so real. My mom was back where she should be, with us, and it made me feel protected and normal.
Then I woke up. I was comforted at first thinking that maybe it wasn't just a dream, but when reality and my common sense finally set in I realized that the nightmare I was living right now was real, and that kind of sucked. But that dream has flashed in my mind all day and has given me some comfort so for that I am thankful.