May sleep envelop you as a bed sheet floating gently down, tickling your skin and removing every worry, reminding you to consider only this moment.

— Jeb Dickerson

Dear Lauri,

I dreamed I was in a fancy knickknack shop in the mall watching a Christmas parade. The next thing I know, glass figurines began shattering on and around me.

My little girl was standing next to me with one bare foot on the broken glass! I yelled for someone to grab her before she cut her little foot all up. What could this be about?