I had a dream last night about my Uncle Mordechi.
We were reunited, and I began to tell him how much I love him and missed him. I shared with him how he inspired me. It was extremely important to me to share my feelings with him.
I got emotional and began to cry. This caused him to get a little choked up. He dabbed his eyes and hugged me. It was a long beautiful hug.
I woke up feeling a little emotional. And peaceful.
The only thing is….
I don’t have an Uncle Mordechi!! I don’t even KNOW a Mordechi!! None of my friends have introduced me to an Uncle Mordechi!
After the peaceful feeling from my dream subsided, I laid there and my smile slowly dissolved into a furrowed brow and twisted up lips. “WHO THE HECK IS MORDECHI?!” I asked out loud.
I don’t know. But at least now he knows I loved him…