I Love Meeka

Emily has a friend named Meeka. Emily tells me that Meeka lives in a large brick house that we often pass on our way home from preschool.

Meeka has an older brother named Pablo. Meeka also has a baby sister and a baby brother. The baby sister is named Moon Dancer. The younger brother is also named Pablo.

Meeka likes chocolate ice cream more than vanilla. She likes to wear pink dresses and ballet slippers.

Meeka’s favorite movie is “My Little Pony.” Her favorite book is “Go Dog Go.” Meeka likes everything that Emily likes.

I’ve never met Meeka. No one has, except Emily. Meeka is Emily’s imaginary friend.

I love Meeka. I love that Emily has an enormous imagination. And I love that Emily sometimes invites me into her dreams.

“Meeka and I are going to the pony dream castle.” Emily tells me.

“How will you get there?” I ask.

“The ponies will take us.” She says. “Will you come to?”

I’d like to go to the dream castle. But I don’t know the way. I’ve lost my map, I suppose. So Emily goes without me, just her and Meeka.

When Emily returns I ask her about her adventure. “What do you do at the dream castle?”

“We play hide and seek with the clouds.”

Emily tells me about her adventures. She talks about pink sand castles and blue and red balloons. She mentions flying unicorns and magic stars. She tells me about princesses and fairies.
“Maybe I’ll go with you. Next time.” I say.

Emily takes my hand. “Let’s go now.” She giggles.

I pull her close and hug her tight. “OK.” I say. “Let’s go now.”