Last night I had a spooky dream that my hubby was killed by the man’s men who teased me. There were so many of them that I couldnt fight. I bended on my knees to see his body and lift him up, took him and run away from the crowd. Then amazingly I saw him alive again, but he lost his left leg and right arms. But still. I thank God for giving us the second chance to love each other again. The other night, I had even spookier dream. A man transformed into foxes tried to kidnap me. As I screamed, hubby beat them down to death, and I saw blood everywhere. I was so frightened that I woke up right after. Weird. – Read on Path.
October 20121 min read