Dreams of My Mother

so, ever since my mom died, she is in my dreams. almost every night. i'm going to do my best to document them, when i can remember them, as best i can. i am beginning to realise that some of these dreams are telling me that i didn't celebrate enough of my mother's life. i should have been more kind to her and celebrated her more. i will try to do that through this blog.
last nite, i don't think she was there. but i was sleeping with prince xanax last nite, so that may have impeeded my nocturnal visions.
the night before, she was. it was her birthday. and when she woke up in the morning she was mad that no one had done anything for her.
about a week or 10 days ago, i dreamed that she was in bed with us. she was visiting and it was 1/2 my house with the x and half my house with dude. she was in my bed and i told her to get out, that she had to sleep on the couch, i can't remember if there was someone else on the couch, or someone on the floor next to the bed...but i told her, it's ok mom, you can sleep in here, really, it's ok. then she came into bed with me and dude and i was in the middle -i remember being very warm and comfortable. when i started to wake up, i realized the i was in between the dude and the cat - very warm, indeed.