5/28/2026

(Dream)

I’m saying bye to each grandparent, one by one at Juanita’s house

They’re all asleep... 

**** grabbed my grandpa to cross street. So suddenly he is up. They're walking right in front of me

I admire the sight of my baby as always

**** slips out of his hand and running into a bus

He is hit by the bus

Just before he could grab him

Immediately I'm lost

I'm confused

Who is this? Is my baby **** or not

Not him

But the pain is immense

The pain is about him 

The agony never ends

I fall to the floor

I think there was 3 or 4 unfinished canvas

I'm looking at them on the floor like puzzle pieces 

I begin to put them them together