Mig, I'm sure your Mom watches over you from Heaven and comes and visits you in your dreams! Unfortunately I rarely dream of Massimo, but one time I dreamt of him -- he was at a window (sort of) and had the most enchanting smile imaginable, a smile coming from Heaven indeed. I still have chills down my spine just at the thought of it....

Our beloved ones never really leave us. That's for sure. We just must get used to feel them. It takes time, but it's sooooo comforting!


I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth (Blanche/A streetcar named desire)