Nightmares


Grant has a dentist appointment this morning, more than an hour from home. He likes to fill the drive with chitchat, and he started out heavy today.

He told me, “Mom, sometimes I have a bad dream and I can’t get to you and a bad guy tries to get me and I can’t find you.”

I shouldn’t have parental guilt over a dream, and yet…

😭💔


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