when i was in high school,i had strep throat and had a dream that i knocked down a castle made of legos. i was feverish and became so upset that i ran from my room, screaming and crying, horribly afraid that i would be punished.
my foster mother grabbed me and held me on her lap while i sobbed and apologized. she stroked my hair and told me it was ok. that everything would be ok.
i was probably 14 or 15 years old.
now im 22. and never in my life, before or since, have i felt so loved and so safe and so protected from everything evil. i love her so much, but i dont know how to tell her.
