Dear Mom,
Last night I had a horrible nightmare. I dreamt that you were very sick, and that we knew you were going to die, like it had already happened once and we had to do it all over again. It was awful! We had to talk about things like chemo, liver transplants, ascites, and then funeral plans. It was awkward and depressing and I hope I don't have to think about that stuff again for a long time.
Love,.......
And then I woke up.
And then I remembered.
Lord, from the nightmares, deliver me.
