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This happened today:

There is a cold stormy wind blowing as I walk to the old people’s home to visit my mother, a group of geese fly above me, making that gobling noise, trying to find food somewhere. I decide to follow them a bit, I have to run and after a while I find myself in the dunes, near the deserted beach. At the horizon is a man on a horse approaching me.  I see the geese again, they fly over my head. I can hear their rustling wings and I wait till they are all gone over the sea and out of sight.

The man on the horse is gone too by now. It is just the restless sea and me. Suddenly I feel very alone on this beach, a physical burden almost, a lonelyness I don’t understand.

I am supposed to be with my mother now.  I will be too late!

As fast as I can, I hurry to the home, my heart bouncing in my throat. What will I find there?

She is sitting in the living room, asleep but she is a light sleeper and she opens her eyes. There is some sort of hallo in her look.

“I have a daughter,” she says surpised.

Yes mama, you have. And I still have you.