I finally had a dream the other day about Noah. It was my first one and I had been praying I could have one for a long time. He looked sweet and peaceful, like in the picture above, but he was alive and not attached to any mechanical crap! I had the dream while I was taking a quick afternoon snooze with Emily. She has a ‘princess’ canopy that hangs over her bed, and in my dream, Noah was lying on her bed, under the canopy, sleeping peacefully. I was able to snuggle with him but I couldn’t remove him from the bed to carry him away in my arms. It didn’t make me sad, though, in the dream.

When someone is no longer physically in your life, the smell, touch, sound are all removed, as well. Every person who has lost someone they love will always be able to cherish memories, no matter how many were made and in what amount of time. But dreams are so sweet to keep close what daily grows distant. They bring the past into the forefront of your mind, and for that I am so grateful…



17 Responses

  1. Adrienne,

    As usual, your heart and your spirit open mine! Whenever I have a dream about the person I long to have here, I wake up feeling disappointed. It never occurred to me to embrace those dreams as an opportunity to remember and celebrate that life. Thank you for being so open to the power of love and so willing to share.


  2. Adrienne. I have been reading your blog for some time now and have been touched by your story. While on myspace I came across another story of a young family whose little boy is suffering from Shaken baby syndrome. I am wondering if you have heard about their story?? I just think you would be a great inspiration to them. Maybe you have already heard about them. If not or if you would like me to give you the link please contact me at Shanners4@yahoo.com. Thank you for being such an inspiration to us all.

  3. You are so right, Adrienne. I had a few dreams about Teagan soon after her death. One of them she came running ‘across’ my mind and paused for a moment with the biggest grin and she waved “Hi Mommy”! It was so sweet. I was comforted, as you are from your dream of Noah, that she was healed and perfectly whole once more.
    I have no doubt our children are infinitely more full of joy and wonder and grace and peace where they are, but it IS a neat thing to fream it and ‘feel that closeness’ once again.
    Often times now, when I close my eyes in prayer or worship, I get a ‘picture of Teagan’ worshipping and praising God right along with me- as if there is no distance of time or space. it’s the most beautiful and wondrous thing ever. I can’t help but think it is a small glimpse of what awaits me when I will forever worship God in restoration for all eternity! I can hardly wait sometimes! =) Just wanted to let you know that I understand your feelings, and I am so thankful that God has blessed you with a gift of a dream. Continued care for you, Jason and Em. Especially when you grocery shop. {hugs from Michigan}

  4. What an awesome thing to have had. After my grandmother passed away in 2001 I had a lot of dream with her in them. I was very close to her.

    Thanks for sharing your stories!

  5. Beautiful gift and beautiful words to describe your moment. Sleep under that canopy more often… maybe that’s your dream place. ;O)
    Love from Oklahoma!

  6. Adrienne,
    I always think of you when I lay down to go to sleep at night, it is the craziest thing.

    The other night I had a dream about you, and in it, I somehow knew Noah, and was weeping and weeping over him. It’s like I felt the emotions of grief like I’ve never known in this real life. Sooooo crazy. I can only believe that the Body is something so much stronger than we know, and to carry one another’s burdens is a statement with worlds wrapped up inside. I’m so sorry little Noah isn’t on earth anymore to burb and run and eat popsicles and play – but somehow your perspective and authenticity in blogland has bred nothing but true life.

    Much love from a friend of a friend of a friend in Virgina….

  7. I am so glad you had your dream of Noah. I understand how precious that is.

    After my father died I put one of his favorite shirt’s in a zip lock baggie. When I need to be close I take it out and snuggle it, but not for too long. I know it won’t last forever, but at least our dreams will.


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