top of page

Day 22

Updated: Jun 26, 2019

It is predictable that my nocturnal tossing and turning would only occasionally be interrupted by frightful sleep. That is probably on page one of the bereaved parent handbook. My nightmares tend to show Constance in horrendous life-threatening situations in which I can’t save her. The hurricane was particularly memorable. Last night’s experience was far crueler.

In the dream, Constance was sitting on my lap facing the same direction I was. I tightly wrapped myself around her like a shawl. While kissing the top of her head I told her that I loved her. I told her I missed her and asked her not to leave again. I silently tried to remember why she had been away. After several fanciful musings, I was punched in the heart with the realization that I am dreaming. I immediately grab her tighter in the hopes of never letting go of the feeling. I lurch awake and realizing I am holding myself. I uselessly try to fall asleep in the same self-hug position to get the dream back. Instead I wept.

My daughter frequently chose sitting on my lap over uncomfortable surfaces such as a bench or the floor. I loved the extra cuddle time from my baby girl. I will cherish those memories.


Recent Posts

See All

Day 28

Day 27

Day 26


Unknown member
Jul 02, 2018

C's cuddles were the absolute best. I miss them so much.


Unknown member
Jul 01, 2018

Thank you all for reading Want My Baby Back and remembering Constance.


Unknown member
Jun 25, 2018

My heart is aching for you. <3


Unknown member
Jun 24, 2018

Day 23 is at


Unknown member
Apr 07, 2018

I'm sorry you are going through this.

bottom of page