Have you ever regretted saying something in a dream?
A few years ago I was home in Missouri as my closest friend, Joe, was laying in a hospital bed in Alabama. He was dieing of cancer. I had made a number of trips to see him when he had been first diagnosed with a brain tumor and then metastasized after surgery into the cancer. I could not get to Mobile in time to say my goodbye and I knew it. I lay in bed knowing my friend was going to leave, I fell asleep and dreamt of him. He came to me smiling happy and healthy, the man I had known and loved for so many years. I looked at him and said, "You can't be here, your dead." He faded away. I have never regretted something I had said more in my life then what I had said to my friend in a dream. He has not revisited me since though I think of him often.
I met Joe Burnett in Mobile Alabama,1978 and we became instant and inseparable friends. We had many an adventure together over the years. In 2005 the doctors had discovered a brain tumor after he had woken up one morning, half his body feeling numb. In early December of 2007. he had lost his fight with cancer. Joe was a rare breed, he liked almost everybody he met. He would give the shirt of his back to his friends, and many a time had helped strangers in need. He is sorely missed by me and all who knew him.
A few years ago I was home in Missouri as my closest friend, Joe, was laying in a hospital bed in Alabama. He was dieing of cancer. I had made a number of trips to see him when he had been first diagnosed with a brain tumor and then metastasized after surgery into the cancer. I could not get to Mobile in time to say my goodbye and I knew it. I lay in bed knowing my friend was going to leave, I fell asleep and dreamt of him. He came to me smiling happy and healthy, the man I had known and loved for so many years. I looked at him and said, "You can't be here, your dead." He faded away. I have never regretted something I had said more in my life then what I had said to my friend in a dream. He has not revisited me since though I think of him often.
I met Joe Burnett in Mobile Alabama,1978 and we became instant and inseparable friends. We had many an adventure together over the years. In 2005 the doctors had discovered a brain tumor after he had woken up one morning, half his body feeling numb. In early December of 2007. he had lost his fight with cancer. Joe was a rare breed, he liked almost everybody he met. He would give the shirt of his back to his friends, and many a time had helped strangers in need. He is sorely missed by me and all who knew him.
I hope that you never regret a dream.
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