Me: is there anything you still want to do?
Her: No… I think now I’d just be happy to have a good sleep…
Me: the medication they give you… can you still dream while you’re on it?
Her: Yes, but I never really remember when I wake up.
Me: Do you think they’re good dreams?
Her: Oh yes… and they have nothing to do with being here.
Me: I hope not, or then they’d be nightmares!
Her: It’s not so bad, really…
and then I realized that she’s right; it’s really not so bad… because every day she’s “here” is another day she really IS here - with us - and for that, I’m thankful.