Last night, I had a crazy dream. But NOT “about a chick in a black bikini”. Remember “Chicka-boom, chicka-boom, chicka-boom-boom-boom”?
Anyway, my dream was about the man who had exited my life via cardiac arrest last winter. Since then, I’ve been surfing the waves of grief, learning to navigate its emotional highs and lows.
Let’s get to the Crazy Dream:
In the middle of Dreamland, [Read more…]