03:30 am. I woke tonight from another dream of my mother. I had just entered a room and saw her standing alone, having just talked to someone who was leaving, The room had no fixtures or furniture, totally vacant except for her. She turned toward me, recognized me and started toward me smiling. I was concerned that she might fall but was pleased that she could walk again without her walker. She was quite old, but she recognized me and took a few steps toward me, her arms outstretched. I walked to her and we embraced. I held her very tight, basking in our embrace. And then the dream ended.
This is the only dream I remember having tonight. I haven’t been having memorable dreams lately.