From Suzi. I sleep, I dream, and what do I dream?
This is real and what I dream.
I know the meaning.
I went away, and somehow forgot this little baby boy, and he is still alive, and how could I forget him? But I somehow forgot, and I know I can't give him too much liquid, so I give him a little, and I try to save that little sweet! How could I forget this kid? He is mine!! This is the story of my cuttings, and it manifests in my dreams, and I'm so torn between two houses and remodeling, and cuttings trying to live, and me torn.
That dream is every night, and sometimes it's figs with roots with HUGE fungus gnats. I think I will lose a lot of cuttings that you have sent, and I'm sorry. I just don't have time to deal with it. They are in their cocoons, but I am not hovering like I should.
Best that you send me no cuttings for a while, and what you sent, please pray for those cuttings.
Suzi