Nightmares

I woke up around 3 am this morning from this nightmare:

I was returning home from somewhere with suitcases in hand. I felt alarmed because the light was on in my garage, and the door was open . . . I felt anxious because I realized someone had been there while I was away. When I walked into my home, the windows had been shattered and everything inside was broken.

I woke up feeling torn apart and violated . . . so I prayed for protection. I drifted off to sleep again and dreamed of waterfalls . . .

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This is what I love about blogging . . . I can write and get something out of my system without emailing someone who doesn't want to hear from me.