Vivid Visions

Last night I dreamt about you:

I was in a church and your casket was there - it had been removed from the ground and brought back to the church.
You were laying there in your casket and for some reason I was supposed to feed you this bowl of rice. Everyone was sitting out in the pews staring...and so I set down the bowl of rice by your head and turned to tell them all the things I had meant to say the day of your funeral...but everyone was talking amongst themselves and someone else was standing in front of me showing everyone a poster or something.
I tried to get everyone's attention, "HEY, I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!" But no one would listen.
So i turned back to you - and your face was turned and the rice was gone from the bowl. I said, "did you eat the rice?" and you answered, "yes"...and then turned your head to look at everyone and said, "why is everyone here?"....then you got up - out of your body and you were you...the destroyed body was still there in the casket...and you were unharmed, standing in front of me. You said, 'let's get out of here'...and grabbed my hand...I could feel your hand in mine.

We went into a room and you sat down in a chair and pulled me into your lap. I kept saying, "I miss you so much. I love you, Mike...I love you." I felt so desperate to tell you how much I love you and miss you. You kept saying..."I know, I can hear you, I know." And we kissed and touched...and I felt you, I smelled you...
Things started to move fast...I felt desperate to tell you everything I could all at once because I didn't know how long I was going to have you. I said, "I have to tell you something. Your father called the other day and told me that he took this picture of you and me. One I didn't have a chance to show you. It was the night we went to eat with Brandon and April and April took pictures. We're standing outside Fiesta Cantina and my head is on your shoulder. Your dad is having the picture engraved on your headstone."
And you looked at me and a big smile appeared on your face...and you said, "that's exactly what I would have wanted him to do.".....

I looked at my watch - and I said, "How is it that you're here...is this you or just your soul?" And I noticed that time was going backwards...I thought to myself - I don't want time to go backwards...I don't want to go back...I need to move forward...and I woke up.
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It was great to see you, Mike. Thank you for coming to see me. You can do that as often as you like...I miss seeing you so much.