Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

In Our Dreams

Dreams are such revealing repositories for things we feel, know, wonder, and love.  My baby has securely moved into my dream world.  I have dreamed of holding her and hugging her.  I even dreamed that I was hugging her wrong.  I think she's her current size in my dreams, though I have no way of knowing.  My dreams of her are just lots of hugging.

Charles too dreams of her.  Last night he dreamed that we were on a road trip.  He was taking us to see parts of the US that he loves, that have been a big part of his life.  He said we were camping and she loved it.  She was four or five years old in his dream.

I wish I had a bigger update than her presence in our dream states.  For now, that's as close as we get to her.