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Today I got to take a 4 hour nap. It was AWESOME! Considering I have been getting only 5 hours of sleep on average every night, this was much needed. I had another interesting dream. I had a dream I was at my Grandma's house and I was talking to my Grandpa, who passed away a few years ago. No one else in the house could see or hear him except me. I gave him a hug and told him I love him and miss him. He told me he loved me too (When he was alive I never knew my Granpa to tell anyone he loved them). I told him to take care of my mom, and he said he was, but I had to make sure and take care of my Dad. And then we were in his bedroom and he showed me how to "leave" my body. That I could just fly up and away. It was so real. I could feel him give me a hug, and his rough 5 o'clock shadow on his cheek. I could feel me rise up from my body and move around. I could feel my mind pulling me back to myself. It was very strange. So vivid. The clarity made me feel that I should write about it to remember in the future. It made me feel better, even though I hadn't known I had been worried about anything. Maybe one of those "in the back of your mind" worries. It put me in thought of how so many cultures through out our world believe in anestors helping you and being around after they pass on. How interesting.



"I'm sure the view from Heaven beats the Hell out of mine here. And if we all believe in Heaven, we can make it through one more year, down here."


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