Loved ones in dreams

Not surprisingly, I had a dream last night about my Uncle Sam, and my grandpa was in it too. Amazingly I could hear them and knew their voices. Isn’t it amazing how our mind can hold that memory of sound and let us play those old sound tapes when we’re sleeping? It was good to hear both of their voices again. When I am awake and fully conscious I can never remember how my grandpa use to sound.

Also interestingly, my baby Raphael appeared in my dream for the first time. He was 2 1/2, which is what he would be now if he had lived. He had dark curly hair and brown eyes, was plump, cute… and highly accident prone always falling and getting bumped and bruised! But he always smiled. It wasn’t a sad dream either. Maybe all of my relatives were trying to let me know that they’ve found each other again. I’d like to think so.

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