If Only Dreams Were Real

Elijah, I dreamt about you last night. Finally. A most interesting dream. Not sure what to do with it but I'm writing it down. Dad and I were laying in bed talking. We had such heavy hearts and sadness. We were drowning in your loss. Our room seemed to be the one here in Orem but I could see a refection in the mirror in the bathroom. As Dad and I were crying I looked out our bedroom door and saw a little moving light. I asked Dad if he could see it. He turned his head and said yes that it was probably a reflection in the mirror of the street light outside, but it was moving. The next instance we see your face materialize over the bed and you say, "It's me!" After you said that you appeared between me and Dad in bed as a baby. You slowly were growing in such a natural way into a toddler. You told me you missed me so much. You were torn between God (as you pointed towards my closet) and us. I asked you if you could see God and you pointed to Him and said, "Yes, he's right there." Then you told us God was letting you come back for us to raise again. You kept growing between us and while growing you showed us you and a girl, Natalie in a car (it was a cross between a station wagon and a hearse.) Jonny was driving and either Jared or Jentry was in the front while you were laying in the back and Natalie was reclined beside you. You told us Natalie was your wife who died of an illness and you were so happy you were together again. She was a gorgeous brunette with large, beautiful eyes. Her hair was long and thick. I asked if we needed to get you sealed in the temple. You said, "If you want, but we're already married." I asked you how and you pointed to a ring on your finger then at God and said, "God married us. What more do we need?" Then you were back growing as a boy. You must have been in kindergarten or early elementary school and you were walking in a line at school outing. You were holding hands with the most beautiful blonde-haired girl. You said, "This is Natalie." But her name was something else on earth. You told me she was going to get sick and die and her parents would be very sad but the two of you couldn't wait to be together again with God. Then you asked Dad to give you a blessing. He did because it was his way to be there for you. It was more a Father's Blessing and it seemed it was appropriate, it was just a way to connect. It didn't seem to matter that we were LDS, just that we understood that God will work through our faith in him. We held you, I stroked your hair. It was so soft. Then, I woke up. It felt so real, bittersweet, yet wonderful to see you smile and being happy. I listened to your song "Love Yourself" on SoundCloud and it's like you had been inspired by what was to be after this life for you to write it. This is my favorite new song of yours.