Last night I dreamt I, along with my siblings and grandparents, were at the house of some people who were apparently my mom's old friend from high school. She has diabetes, and my siblings and I were all sensitive enough that we tingled when we touched her because of the diabetes. Weird.
I think my sister was trying to present a Family Home Evening lesson to them about the importance of connecting with our ancestors, but it wasn't going so well.
All over their house they had books and records and everything from Broadway Musicals. Which meant I was loving life. I was reading the music and playing it on the piano and singing along to the records (yes records). The songs were beautiful, and I wanted to use one of them for my wedding song. Too bad I don't remember any of them to write them down and earn money on what will become hit songs.
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