I don’t typically remember my dreams. I know I dream but I guess I never reach REM sleep which prevents me from remembering them. This morning I remembered my dream. I woke up crying when I realized it was a dream.
This morning I dreamed about my mother. I dreamed that she was holding me and telling me that she loved me. I dreamed that she was encouraging me. Most people I know have dreamed about her already but I haven’t. I miss her so much. I’m glad that she loves me and came to say so in my dreams.