I had one of those moments last night. Amia was having a rare rough night, so I had lain with her on the couch. One would think that the moments of watching her sleep in the dim light which crept up the stairs was it, for it was perfect. But it got more perfect. She awoke and in a dazed state of wakefulness pulled very closed to me smiling, then kissed me. After climbing up to lie on me, she raised her head once more to say, "Hi," and offered another kiss before returning to her dreams.
I sighed with satisfaction and thanked God for this sweet memory.
Do you have a dream moment to share?
"We are such stuff as dreams are made on..."
William Shakespeare's The Tempest