I got my pillow back today.
I had left it at my Dad's when I went to stay with him for the weekend. I have had my pillow for years, it is just the way I like it - not fluffy, able to be bent for reading, just what I need to sleep. And it has Jim's hawaiin shirt tucked in it.
Remember the Senses? well, his shirt is tucked in there for my comfort.
I will sleep better tonight.
I don't always say 'Good night Angel, sweet dreams' to myself. I mean to, but forget. It was something he said, not me. But when I touch his shirt, I hear him saying it. Again, a comfort zone type dealie.
Got my pillow, got my sound machine, so sweet dreams could happen.
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