I had a dream last night. Bill and I were sitting in a car and he was walking me thru his death just like he walked me thru so many other problems and hardships in the past. Then he told me I had to go on. He told me my kids needed their Mom back. He told me that if I didn't take care of his namesake and his little swimming buddy(my daughter) he would be very disappointed in me. And then he hugged me and told me he didn't want me to be sad. That he was at peace.
So did Bill's spirit speak to me or did my brain take what I knew of Bill to tell me something I needed and desperately wanted to hear? I don't know. I just know I woke up happy and I felt like I needed to get back to the business of living.