Compared to this fear of dreams,
I can bear this deep grief.
What looked like a spaceship in a dream was “easy.”
Perhaps they came to pick up my mom.
My mother died on January 25, 2019.
Compared to this fear of dreams,
I can bear this deep grief.
What looked like a spaceship in a dream was “easy.”
Perhaps they came to pick up my mom.
My mother died on January 25, 2019.