Usually, when I dream about dead family members, they are alive and well. Seldom are they frail and sick, especially my parents. Sometimes they might show up with a walker, but not often.
The other night I dreamed my Mom appeared back in the family circle, going about her business as if she didn’t die around Christmas 2006. She sat at the table, bemused.
All I could think about was how to explain to her that I’d given away all her clothes.