I was relaxed as I woke this morning, ruminating over my dream and considering writing it down--but once I was out of bed, my mind was on the hike to come and the dream vanished. Hours later I remembered that I had dreamed and scrambled to recall it. All I know is that it had a positive tone overall and that my deceased brother was in it. He's actually made quite a few visits to dreams recently, and I am only left with the glimmer of his presence and the strange knowledge that he is the same age as he was when he passed--19--but that I am my current age, which makes me older than him. And yet, I continue to feel like the "younger sister."
I'll try to be a bit more faithful in jumping on recording my dreams in the future.
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