I had a dream the first Monday morning after our vacation:<\/p>\n
I was walking inside a large grass area enclosed by a stone wall many feet high. I was walking near the wall towards a large black curtain that separated the large area from another similar smaller area. Dylan walked by me and handed a roll of money that I didn’t bother to look at. He said, “They’re small. It is all there.\u201d I wanted to say something to him but I couldn’t remember what in that moment. And he was gone.<\/p>\n
I felt a horrible pain in my gut. I continued to walk. Crying but not releasing like I felt I wanted to or needed to. I knew that wasn’t all. I knew there was $27 somewhere. When I got to the smaller grass area, I purposely fell face down into a small patch of soft white coral sand and tried to cry. To release some of the pressure. Dylan didn’t want to go. He kept the $27. He wanted us to continue to have this connection. As I lay face down in my work clothes crying, I wondered how I could bring him back so I could spend more time with him. Realizing I was in my work clothes and had to get to work, I stood up and brushed the sand off me and started to wipe the tears from my face.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I had a dream the first Monday morning after our vacation: I was walking inside a large grass area enclosed by a stone wall many feet high. I was walking near the wall towards a large black curtain that separated the large area from another similar smaller area. Dylan walked by me and handed a … Continue reading Guilt<\/span>