I had my first dream about Aidan, in the here and now, this morning. I woke up to find him and Devin running around the house, happy, playing like usual. I got down on my knee and gave Aidan huge hugs and kisses, saying, “Aidan, I miss you… I mean I love you…” not sure what would be more comforting for him to hear. He was his blithe, light-hearted self, trying to assure me that he was fine. “I love you, too, Mommy,” he said. I asked him if he was staying with us for the day, and if he was going to go to school to see his friends. “Mommy,” he said, as if I was talking crazytalk, “You know I have to go back to Heaven.” I told him that I knew he did, but I’m glad that he stopped here to say hello, and I woke up and he was gone.