Late last night we made it back home safely. We were exhausted from the long drive. Every time when I come back from a trip, I appreciate my home. It’s always wonderful to take a nice long bath in my bath tub and sleep in my bed. My home is the best place to relax and stay being myself.
This morning I woke up with the memory of my dream.
My late friend visited me in my dream. She showed up and embraced me. Her loving energy made me cry. My tears were not for sadness, but for happiness from her huge love.
Part of me knew it was in the dream, but I felt her existence so real. I was shedding tears in real. I was even crying out loud that I could hear my crying voice in real.
My friend held my hand and took me to a beautiful garden. There, many different and beautiful vegetables and fruits were growing. She pointed one produce. When I focused on it, it was already in my friend’s both hands. It was a big broccoli. It was a size of a volleyball. Very beautiful green. It was shining.
She put the broccoli into my both hands. She gave me the broccoli. She said with her beautiful smile, that it was now mine. She gave me a huge hug again and told me not to forget about this dream. Then she left.
I woke up almost at the same timing as she left. When I woke up, I was filled with her love. I could still feel the big broccoli in my hands.
I checked the time on my cell phone. It was 5 minutes before my alarm would go off.
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After I saw off my husband to work and my daughter to school, I went back to my routine.
I spent almost all daytime for the after-trip-chores, such as laundry, cleaning the house, and unpacking. I am a clean freak so that I could stop myself to wipe off all the baggage inside and out, and all the wheels. I vacuumed and wiped off the interior of my car. By the time when I finished cooking healthy homemade food for my family, it was already time for me to pick my daughter up from school.
I enjoyed the trip, but I also love my normal daily routine.
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