I do not consciously make time with my children. They see me, and I see them in one place- in my dreams. In my dreams, they are happy, healthy, and ALIVE. In my dreams they are perfect. In my dreams, I am a mother. In real life, I am also a mother, just not in the conventional way. I am setting aside time on August 10 for my daughter’s angelversary, to spend some time with her. It is her special day.