Earlier this week, I had a repeating dream that I thought I would share with you. And by that I mean it both repeated that night and that I have had the dream before. On this particular night, it kept repeating. In the dream, I was a toddler and was in my crib as the room around me was on fire. My grandmother, my mom's mom, comes in and picks me up, covering my face with a blanket. But there are tiny holes, and I can see out. As she carries me out of the bedroom and into the hall I can see the whole house is on fire, there is smoke and I hear panicked voices. I see my uncle racing back into the house to try to save what he can, and outside I see our neighbors stand around in the cold and snow, watching our house burn.
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