Ken Smiles

Now two years older than Ken ever got, he came back in the most vivid dream I've had of him ever on that haunting anniversary a few days ago. There he was with me, my family, and other friends. We were all on a idyllic beach dive somewhere in the tropics. He was just a few feet in front of me, as radiant and smiling as always...

The dream told me it was two years before his death, and I struggled to decide whether to tell him or not. But why? I thought. He and we could not have been happier in this paradise with its 80 degree waters. We swam about blissfully, and only I knew his incoming doom, yet, it didn't matter after all. What a joy!