Making sense of a dream…

The other day, I was reminded of a dream I had 11 years ago. I dreamt it was thundering and I went out on my front porch to see where it was at. In the distance I saw the land crumbling with each thunderous boom. Pretty soon the ground was falling out from under my front porch. I grabbed my youngest son and pulled him in the house and woke up.
Every time I hear thunder in a distance I think of that dream and the end of the world…but I just realized that that dream wasn’t about the end of the world it was telling me that something in my world was going to end. Shortly after the dream I found out my dad had cancer. I don’t know why that didn’t hit me until now, maybe I wasn’t supposed figure that out until now.

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