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My Nightmare Had A Message

This past Saturday night I woke up from having a nightmare at 4:30 am. My heart was beating rapidly. I was in tears and grief. I could not believe that I had a dream that my momma had died. My dream took place in my hometown of Napoloeonville, Louisiana. I was back at my childhood home sitting on the porch yelling at people with tears racing down my face. There were a few strangers, my husband was playing and son, my younger sister, and brother, auntie in the front yard.

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