A couple weeks before I had Mikey, which was a few weeks before the pandemic really hit us here in the U.S., Mike was coming back from out of town and would be home around 1 a.m.
I was sleeping on the couch and I was kind of expecting to wake up when he walked in.
That night I had a dream about Derek. It was the most interactive dream I’ve had of him. In my dream, I actually talked to him and he responded to me.
I’ve probably had a total of 4 dreams with him in it. In the beginning, he was in them but far away, not speaking or looking at me. This dream was different. Way different. I felt like this dream was a real message from him.
In my dream, I was in Shea’s room changing her while waiting for Mike to come in the door from his trip. I looked into the kitchen and saw Derek standing there heading toward Shea’s room. He said hi and I said hi. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a Mickey Mouse glove on his hand. He looked really happy and good! He told me he wishes we could be with us to have coffee. I told him we miss him so much and wish we could spend more time with him. He said in time we will, but it’ll just be awhile. He kept smiling and was just very positive. I was holding Shea and we did a group hug and it wasn’t like a real hug because it kinda went through him and then he was gone. Then Mike came in the door from his work trip.
It woke me out of sleep and I immediately texted it to my sister and mom so I wouldn’t forget. And shortly after, Mike walked in the from his work trip.
Grieving Sibling Loss 