Missing

I ran down a hallway opening doors, fear gripped my heart and no matter how hard i tried i could not find my baby son. I could hear him cry and my arms longed to hold him. Tired i just wanted to sit and cry, but a force from somewhere deep inside me keep me looking, looking, looking. I had no one to help me, i felt so alone, so scared. It was cold and the hallway had only moon light to guide me. The fear grew as i ran along this hallway, opening each door and behind each one an empty room. I would always wake at the same moment of this dream, just before i entered a doorway to a garden.
My youngest son almost died as a six month old baby from an illness, this dream haunted me for many years after. Thankfully my son is well today and taller then me :) I do not have this dream as often now, but sometimes it will still appear.
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