As I was waking up this morning, I was in the middle of a dream. It was very real. Dan and I were at an event, and we had Mary Anna with us. I still do not know where we were or who we were with, except I just remember holding her. She was upset, and someone tried to take her from me to make her happy, and I spent a long time wandering around finding out where they went. When I finally got to her, she was still upset, so I grabbed her, and she instantly stopped crying. She just wanted her mommy, because she felt safe in my arms. I happily walked around showing off my precious girl, and then I woke up. And my arms are still empty.
This is what I vividly remember. The back of her head with all that brown hair. It was real, but I wish it was really real. And her sweet cry face.
So I cling to the verse of the day today: