Monday, February 13, 2012

Dreams

I had a dream last night about my deceased brother. Artie died in 1997 and was five years my junior. In the dream, he was sitting across from me at a table with his hands folded on the table. There was a mysterious light surrounding him and I could see his face clearly as it was bright and happy. He was reassuring me about something. However, I do not remember the words spoken. I remember the light and his face.

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