Dearest Purity,

I dreamt about you this morning.  It always happens in the morning.  We were in a Hebrew class together.  Lots of Christians are learning Hebrew these days.  I don’t know if you identify yourself that way.  As long as you believe in something, that will help you.  Anyway, we were sitting right next to each other and I was helping you with the Hebrew vowels.  When the class was over, we stood up.  I guess I was wearing high heels because we were about the same height.  You were slightly taller than me.  Your face was so beautiful.  I reached out and caressed it just like I used to.  Do you remember?  What a beautiful girl you are.  Don’t ever doubt that!

We are having a little party Friday night over at Grandma’s house.  The next door neighbors love the wine I brought back from Temecula.  I’ll bring over dessert. We’ll be singing “Happy Birthday” to you and then I’ll post it in your birthday story.

In the meantime, here’s Mickey Thomas singing a very cool song about dreams.

I Love You to the Moon and Back,

Prudence xxoo