A Dream 

I dreamt of Artie last night. It was wonderful! He was a little guy in the dream, maybe four or so. He was having a nightmare and kept saying he didn’t know who was. I just held him and told him he was Arthur, my baby..  I could feel him, smell him and feel his need for me to comfort him. Quite amazing really.  This is only the  third dream I have had of him since he died. I wish I could have them more often..