Two people are looking at a photo album.
One says to the other that looks like me. She stated my name. It is a picture of a young woman on a surfboard in the ocean. She looks great and I laugh, saying I wish.
Later, an old woman sits next to me. We are looking at a wedding photo that is supposedly me at my wedding but I am hidden behind something.
Behind the old woman is the face of yet another old woman. I think this is my grandmother's face* (See note).
I think and maybe say aloud to whoever is looking at the photo, “Too bad there are so may old women there that you can't see me”.
Note:
* My grandmother died when I was 13. Supposedly she came to my mother in a dream and told her to send me to Israel when I was 16. I did this.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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