I dreamed of my grandfather very often shortly after he passed away. I wasn’t there because my mom thought it was the best that I stayed at school so she took off to see my grandfather without telling me. It turned out that she was too late, too. Grandpa passed away in hospital in grandma’s arms when mom just got off the train. In my dreams, grandpa was always on the other side of a river, a small river. He […]

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