I dreamt about her last night. She still fit in my arms and had this incredibly beautiful face. Huge eyes, tiny nose, hair as fluffy as a cloud, eyebrows that went on for forever and ever. She didn't arch her back or fight my embrace... mostly just stared right back at me.
Waking up was a disappointment.
Today was the day we were hoping to hear some news about the first court date. I wasn't surprised that the information didn't come, but I sure do wish it had.
Before the dream I had woken up around midnight and felt all kinds of trippy. Were they together now? Discussing her case? Answering questions? Who was there? Did everyone make it? What were they being asked? Was it a difficult trip? What would they do when they were done? Was it done? Was there a gavel?
What was she doing? Playing? Sleeping? Trying out her voice? Getting new teeth? Crying? Laughing? Wondering?
So, so much can happen in 24 hours.