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I keep waking up from the same dream nightmare – I walk into my son’s room, he’s in distress and I save him. This dream has woken me several times during the past few nights and I lay in bed and try to not let my mind destroy me. I think about my friend who held her child as she transitioned away at two years old – how could my friend ever sleep again? I toss and turn, and what puts me back to sleep is the knowledge that I have a strong child.

Perhaps it is he who will save me.

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