Tuesday, September 9th, 2014 -( Cool morning- Breezy & Clear – looks like it’s trying to be autumn )-
I dreamed a friend of mine, who died of cancer in 1995, was standing beside me, talking about something that I can’t remember. This would be the first dream contact with her in quite a while. I thought she probably had better things to do. & I actually felt guilty about thinking about her every now and then, not wanting to distract her from whatever they do over there- But anyway, I was happy for the contact.