Sometimes my kids have cute dreams that don’t make sense and I just smile at them and nod as they recount the journey they made while they were sleeping. But sometimes they retell dreams that are so vivid and sometimes scary, they make ME want to hide.
“You know why I slept in today?
Because I had a bad dream and I was crying.
I had a dream about you and me and a boy…
the boy and me were both yours.
We went to a magical place, and then at first me and the boy were gonna have to stay there forever and you were sad,
and then I chose to stay and not go to the magical place, but the boy still went
and we couldn’t stop crying because we wanted him to stay with us too.
The boy had long hair like Kainoa did when he was a baby and he was given a key to get into the magical place,
but all we could do was cry.”