Since Josiah has passed away I do not have very many dreams with him. In the beginning I had a couple that were just really random, and I guess looking back totally him LOL. But of course as a widow you want so much more. You want then to talk to you, you want them to tell you they love you etc. What would have been our 9th year anniversary came and I had the best dream in the whole wide world with Josiah. So good that not too many people know about it and I am going to keep it that way. Sorry folks. But the real reason for this blog is that lately (last couple weeks) I have been having these almost torturing dreams. They are all about him being in the hospital in different conditions and going to die. Last night was the most ob surd. I get a call stating that Joe is in the hospital and I need to get over there. I get there and no one will tell me where he is at. They finally tell me and as Jess and I (weird too) walk to him i know that by looking at his profile it is him. however he has burns and then when I get closer to him it is my uncle Michael telling me to get him out of there. I then get into a humongous fight with my mom and wake up. Can't I just have the good dreams?
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