I'm lying on the sofa when someone brings me a lovely card. The card has pretty rose-red flowers on it and I wonder who it's from.
I open the card and look inside, revealing long lines of text written in my aunt's handwriting, she is also my godmother by the way. I read the text which is very encouraging and ends with a line that could very well go like "don't worry, you'll pull through this. I know you will."
I close card with a smile.
[I wake up, a blackbird is singing on our yard. My aunt died of cancer a couple of years ago.]
