letter to heaven.7
October 28, 2016 § 3 Comments
I dreamt of you today. I’m again frustrated that I only remember the last few scenes when I wake up. We were in a spacious building, and they had an exhibition of glass-paneled structures that looked like churches. All the glasses were stained with colors. I was looking around. And so were you. You called me over to where you were and exclaimed you found a good night light for me as you handed a smaller replica of the stained-glass church I was previously admiring. I examined it slowly and tried to figure out how the stains were made. You wandered somewhere else, and I walked over. You were putting a small light against a wall and held it at an arm’s-length, perhaps trying to imagine how it would look like in some place in your mind. It was a simple light. Just a dim yellow, square one. You were covering it with a piece of paper, as you usually do with night lights. You never liked them too bright. “Inay, ano yan? Night light niyo? (What’s that for Inay, your night light?)“, I asked. “Night light namin ni Ama (Your dad and I’s night light)“, you said while still looking at it. You looked healthy and fatter, and in fact you had your wig on. I don’t recall dreaming of you like this before. In my past dreams you didn’t wear it; also a slightly thinner version more reminiscent of your later years. As always, the me in my dream ends up crying when I start talking to you. And this is always the point where I wake up. My eyes are dry though in reality.
The rain was about to start when I woke up this time. I reached for my phone and told Ama and Gab about my dream. I told them you looked happy. Nostalgia set in and so I’m compelled to write.
You never left me, I now realize.