I had another dream last night. Dreams like this are sweet while they are playing out in my sleep, but somewhat bitter once I wake up.
Last night's dream featured Michael, and a new addition to our family - a premature baby boy Michael named Joseph. He said that should be his name because the biblical Joseph had overcome so much in his life with the Lord's help, and so would our Joseph.
I remember Michaela kissing her baby brother. Such a tender scene.
Hearing about other people's dreams is kind of weird and uncomfortable, I know. However, dreams are fleeting. If I don't write them down, they will slip away as the day goes on. Since I will never live this dream, I don't want to forget it.