Dreams

Well, it finally happened.  Almost three months after leaving Casa Adobe behind, two months after leaving Central America behind, 6 weeks being in my home…

I finally dreamed of Costa Rica.

Greeted by a sunset of dazzling warm reds and oranges, my Casa Adobe family surrounded me.  It was a place I’ve never been to, with a sandy beach on the horizon and green forests along the coastline—everything that I clearly miss while being stuck here in a wintery snow globe.  However, that was not the focus of the dream.  The scenery, though beautiful, is not what I miss most.  What I remember most vividly of the dream are the people sitting by my side: Ruth stroking my hair, Tali leaning on my shoulder, and everyone else playing and laughing and telling stories and just being there with me.  

I hardly remember my dreams.  This one was a rarity, a fluke that I remembered it at all.

And I’m glad it finally happened.  It means that now I want to remember, to look back, to reminisce. 

Now, I can (and want to) share my story with you.

Stay tuned to hear more!