Remembered

I'm not sure why it began or where it ended but here is what I do remember....As I walked into the house and heard you say, "Hey, Jenny, come on in and have a seat", my heart started to beat in a rhythm I'd never felt before and my breathing seemed to just stop.  I began to walk toward that voice, that voice I had heard so many times over my 40 years, a familiar voice, one I haven't heard in so long.  I was drawn toward it and toward the chair from whence the sound had come.  As I turned the corner of the recliner there I saw your face!  I remember that I saw your face but couldn't actually "see" your face but I knew it was you as soon as I heard you!  There sat your daughter in the floor beside your chair, all sprawled out, with her legs crossed and her arms behind her body holding her up, deep in conversation with you.  As you spoke and she realized who you were talking to she greeted me with a simple, "Oh, hey Jen", like I had been expected there.  There, where I felt like an intruder in someone else's dream, being welcomed like the both of you had been waiting for me.  I remember knowing your presence was no longer on this earth but being amazed by being allowed this memory...this dream....this invasion...this beautiful moment of everyday life to keep for myself.  I remember sitting down in the floor next to you and the words flowing between us like musical notes playing a song only we knew.  I remember a feeling of a weight being lifted from me after it was over and the conversation had ended. 
I remember waking up to the tears streaming down my face and as I remember this moment, I write it down to capture, for one day, when I remember no more,  I may be reminded again.  
Uncle Wild, I sure hope your spirit has something to say to my spirit again some night...until then, you are missed and loved!  Give Grammy kisses for me!