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Last night's dream

We were on an overnight trip.

And we were spending the night in a super huge house.

I was sleeping at one end of the house.

And Tejan was sleeping clear at the other end of the house.

All night long I heard him calling "Auntie Cathy!"

But I couldn't get to him.

He was too far away.

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  1. Agony, Cathy. Did you really dream that? That is heart wrenching.

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  2. Anonymous10:26 AM

    wow, crazy how your heart, mind, spirit, body are really going through this eh? This week you are in my prayers continually and many prayers are just breaths and candles...not much else to say. My heart hurts with you.

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  3. I've gone to a counselor and she told me that dreams are your subconscious working through things and they are often metaphorical. Which sounded weird to me until I remembered Joseph and the pharaoh. The Pharoah's dreams were metaphors too.

    Your subconscious is "living" out your life also. It hurts and I hurt for you too.

    Hang in there...

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  4. Wish I could just give you a big hug and a giant hershey bar right now. :( But I am praying for you. The Lord brings you to my mind all the time and I just say a prayer for comfort and peace and joy for you.

    "There's more to come: We continue to shout our praise even when we're hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next.

    In alert expectancy such as this, we're never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary—we can't round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit!"

    -Romans 5:3-5

    Melissa~

    Pink Paper Peppermints

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