Only in my imagination

I found myself in the middle of a blizzard last week. The meteor people on the news got it right and I couldn't see out my windows for all the snow. The driveways were drifting shut, schools were closed for the second day, and we were all going to be home together, as long as Pella stayed closed. The girls were excited, we had all kinds of big plans. I even remembered to get milk before it sold out (it did sell out by the way).
Then I realized that 20 inches of snow meant that Isabelle's marker would be completely covered over and that I needed to go shovel it off and clear it, so no one would lose her or forget where she was. I headed to my car with the shovel. Duffy stopped me and pointed out that there was no way anyone could get into the cemetary in this weather. Logic.
I dreamt that night that I lost her. She was at the store with me and we were walking together and then she ran off. She got scared because she was alone and I could hear her crying, but I couldn't see her. I asked everyone where she was and they kept saying, "There's no Isabelle Duffy, you have 2 daughters, see" and they showed me our family picture, of the 4 of us. Then I kept screaming that she was real, but no one believed me.
Duffy has these dreams every night. I think I would claw my brain out if I did. He's much stronger than me.
Then I got a message from my friend Julia a few days later. She visited my girl and brushed back the snow and stamped out a heart for her. I felt relieved. She wasn't just my imagination.