In my dream, we were walking your land and discussing the future of the land and your hopes of it benefiting the family. In my dream you knew you were going to die, that it was going to happen on a specific date and that you were tending to everything best as you could. It was nice to be with you again. I've missed you. Our last time together was actually walking your land and talking about your dreams for it. I thank you for that walk and your words, and a part of me knew something was special about it because I gave you the time to talk and think and share during the walk. I'm glad I honored you as you shared your dream with me.
Then the dream shifted into a holiday dinner with the Hunt family and everyone was IM-ing about when the food would be ready. The only food the sounded good in my dream were the veggies that my father-in-law had prepared. I guess I'm hungry.
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