A blog about living in rural France, and currently surviving through the coronavirus times.
Saturday, 8 September 2012
Dreams
I haven't dreamt about my mother since she died. I think after my father died it took a while before I dreamt about him. However, at the moment he is often there, in my dreams. Last night I dreamt about Ian's father. He died before I met Ian, but last night he was there and I was introduced to him, although I couldn't quite make out by whom.
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