Hi - I want to tell you about a dream I had last Friday that made the day a WHOLE LOT easier. I had a dream about George and he came back but as a younger self. You know the time he had the beard and glasses(which I only know by pictures) but all the history is there. We were all at a party for something and he came walking in. Everyone was sooooo happy to see him. I snatched him up and we snuck out to be alone somewhere. He said he gave up smoking and he will take better care of himself. The dream continued after I woke up. It was a very nice dream. Then throughout the whole day he kept reminding me of the funny times we had together, the little pranks he pulled. The dream and the memories were happy that day but today they are making me cry. I am upset with him for not taking better care of himself.

Talk to you later.
Love,
Mrs. Dude