I’m still in this funk. It doesn’t help that I’ve been plagued by bad dreams the last few nights. Horrible dreams where I believe that Joshua is alive, but I’ve misplaced him. I can’t quite remember where he is – but I’m sure that he isn’t really dead. I’m worried that people will find out that I can’t find him so I don’t tell anyone. And, in my dream, no one even remembers him so why would I tell them my worries anyway?
I understand why I dream. I just wish I could leave them when I awake. When I wake up then I have to deal with all the emotions that are in the dream. Anger, fear, sadness.
(((Amy))) The Lord laid you on my heart about an hour ago…now I know why. I’m praying for God to hold you in His arms and help you find a peace and comfort only He can give.
Praying. Love you.
(((((HUGS))))) Will be praying for you.
Praying for you!!! (((HUGS!!!))) 🙂
Angela
We remember him, Amy. I pray these dreams will become more infrequent until they disappear…but until then, here’s a hug to say that I remember, and tear up with you.