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I am so sorry for your loss.
Last night I was dreaming about my dog, who really likes to dig, somehow digging a whole dang tunnel in our back yard. Like, mine shaft sized right in the side of the hill in our lawn. Then, I got a visit from my dog that passed away almost 2 years ago. He just came up to me, leaned on my leg, and I kneeled down and hugged him and told him how much I missed him. I was crying in the dream and in real life. I kinda knew I was sleeping and felt that he was visiting me from beyond.
Life’s been tough lately, my 10yo adopted daughter is violent and irrational and I feel like a slave to the rigid ways we attempt to live life to minimize her outbursts. We had to have her taken to the emergency dept for a night this week because she refused to use any of the skills she worked on in treatment to regain a calm and safe body, but also couldn’t be left without literally tearing holes in her walls. So either we were trapped in the room with her abuse, or waited as she literally tore a hole in the wall to bring the abuse to us elsewhere.
So in short, things have been stressful. It was a really nice feeling to have a visit from my old friend from beyond to tell me he loves and misses me, and is still here for me when things are hard.
I’m not crazy, I know that it’s just a creation of my brain coping with and processing the information it takes in, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t comforting to see someone I miss so dearly. I hope you are blessed with a visit from your friend soon as well.