Don’t Look Back
A few nights ago I had a dream. It was at my uncle’s house, or at least, some dream-house that supposedly belonged to my (maternal) uncle. All of my cousins were there, including my cousin with her baby (small child?) that I have never seen, and another cousin who (in the dream) had just been released from prison. My parents were there, with my mother cancer-free. Then my grandparents arrived. I don’t know if my grandfather leaves the nursing home much in real life, but in my dream he never did, so this was a momentous occasion. He did not actually know who I was without some prompting, but that is not unusual. He did however, recognize my sister as his “#1 Granddaughter,” and he was so delighted to see everyone gathered together, I was moved to tears, which I naturally tried to hide, while the ending of “If You Leave” by OMD kept playing through my head.
Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Oh oh oh …If you leave…
Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Oh oh oh …If you leave…
Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Ho oh oh, Oh oh oh …Don’t look back!