I had a silly but wonderful dream last night that included my brother.

Two cousins of mine – Shana, Sean and a buddy of Sean’s were sitting with me in my living room. (The friend was some guy from his band, though I don’t know anyone like that irl.) We were planning a get-together at my house, and we were discussing hor’douvers. I was telling them that I didn’t want to do anything too fancy, just keep it simple and casual.

We were in the  middle of talking about what to serve for snacks when Nathan walked in from the tv room. He was eating a saltine cracker with a dab of something on it and a blob of brown sugar on top of that. I looked up and scolded him: “Hey! Did you snitch that brown sugar from the stash I was hiding in my bedroom?”

He raised his eyebrow, smirked and said, “Yessss …” and ate the cracker in one bite. All of us in the living room were laughing … and that’s all I remember.

I woke up after we were laughing, and I tried to go back to sleep to see if the dream would continue, but I couldn’t. I think that’s just the second time that I’ve dreamt of actually hearing Nathan’s voice. I wanted the dream to go on so that I could have a conversation with him and not just a smart-aleck affirmation that he was filching my snack foods.

(For the record, no, I do not keep brown sugar in my bedroom.)

Oh, well, I enjoy the foggy recollection of seeing that smirk on his face. Man, oh, man do I miss him!