I’ve been in a dark night of the soul. My eldest dog crossed over yesterday. I was there to comfort him, to make sure he wasn’t scared. Loss is hard and I am in an ocean of emotions. I’m pushing through, however.
In the dream I had last night, everyone I knew was pouring into my apartment. My mother brought me a pig and it was covered in oil or something. I began to wash it off. My side tooth was jiggling and moved it with my tongue …and it popped out. I was nervous and told my mother, “my tooth came out, do you have some glue?” She looked at me and said, “It only feels like it fell out….it’s still there. ” I felt around my mouth and sure enough, my teeth were all there.
