Dreaming In Color

Last night, I woke up in the night, then went back to sleep. In that time, when I went back to sleep I had a dream. It is weighing heavy on my heart this morning. I have not even shared it with Larry.

In the dream, I had boxed up all of Libby’s (Libby was my beloved dog) things and took them to storage. Libby died April 2017. I know that it is time to do this, is something wrong with me? Why am I having so much trouble with this?

Above Photo: Libby’s things in my work room. The green toy on top was with her when she crossed.
Above Photo: Libby’s portrait was painted by Suzi Reil

I still miss her very much and suppose I will keep her things here in my studio. When the time is right, I will know it…. right?

PS: I dream in color, do you?

Love you beyond the moon.

Me

4 thoughts on “Dreaming In Color

  1. Sandy says:

    I believe that Libby wants you to give her things to a new baby. Rather you choose to be a new fur owner or not? A rescue would probably have a need for these items
    Your Libby would approve either way.
    I love you guys.

  2. Sandra Heilman says:

    I did the same thing with Lucy’s toys. I didn’t want to put them up but I did. I have a picture in my exercise room that I look at everyday. I miss her terribly. I know you miss Libby!

    Yes I dream in color!

  3. Rosemary says:

    Just a thought, Robin…doesn’t it sound like boxing up precious Libby’s things represents your acceptance of her absence but keeping her toys (her memory) always in your heart? ❤️

  4. Bobbie Severance-Roach says:

    Robin: I still keep all Ajax’s things here with me. But a friend helped me create a scrapbook so that I could put pictures and share memories. I included the notes you always sent home when Ajax had a “sleep over” with Pets Are Inn. I always loved that you took the time to compose them. We had Ajax cremated and they put her ashes in a sweet little urn but that makes me sad to look at it, so I put it in the bottom of the box. I still would give just about anything to feel her pink feted belly one more time. The sadness doesn’t go away but her memories are always with Bill & I.

    I say keep everything, you will know when not to.

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