The Dream

Last night, well early this morning, I had my first really vivid dream. It was just Brad and I in a room, not really one I recognized. But I said "I Love you" and he said "I Love you, too" to which I said "I Know". He jokingly said "Really? How did you know?" and I said "I've always known, I can just see it" then that was it. I woke up and it took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn't there. It was so vivid. I just wanted to go back to sleep to see him more. The biggest significance of this dream is that he wasn't the type to say I Love you. I said it multiple times a day but he didn't say it very often at all. For a while I questioned if he ever did really love me, but then somethings happened and I realized that he did. He always had, just like I have always loved him. It was just a lot harder for him to express than it was for me. I've always written in a journal and since he passed I have started writing to him. Its very comforting to me and several weeks ago I told him that I wished he had told me he loved me more often, that I really wanted to hear him say it, even though I knew he did.