Posted on Wednesday, April 25, 2012
in Emotional, How To, Relational, Social, Spiritual, Values
I had a dream Sunday night. I couldn’t wait to tell you about it, but I did.
I was riding on a flat bottom rail car through an unnamed city.
Our flatbed train was kind of like a ten-foot wide airport moving walkway. We were traveling in an open flatbed rail car with no safety features at all. It seemed normal. 1
I traveled with my son Josh, and a third person who was a combination of my wife Amy and daughter Shannon. Since they are so close, it didn’t seem weird at all.