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I dreamed of the funeral of a child (who looked alot like me), but she was the child of a step-cousin as it was him and his mother that I saw crying. It was a big funeral, with lots of singing and actually joyfulness that the child was ascending into Heaven. I awakened feeling less burdened, actually, as if it was a good dream. My father recently passed, and I was disinherited in his final will (which was not the will he told me about -- he changed it when he was very sick and medicated and left everything to a half-brother).

Dreamt that my dead mother, my father and I were touring the city looking at house. We visited an up-scale neighbourhood with some nice houses, but then proceed to lower income housing community. The bus we were travelling drove through some dark, narrow pathways. During the trip my mother began search francticaly search for a vase / container. ( I don't know why she needed the vase) I told her to wait until i went shopping, but she was not willing to wait. I spotted a glass jar, deep blue colour, in one of the neighbouring house i we were passing by. I took it. The bus stopped and I came off and place the vase/jar on what appears to be ledge. A stranger, a man, proclaim the vase/jar to be his. I told him to take it, I was just looking to plant some flowers. He was upset about his vase/jar being stolen and so I paid him $2000 (which i borrowed from my Dad) for his worries and returned the jar. I awoke from the dream.

In a clothing store run by an old boss, a friend is also there..know I have been fired from there but continue to go back to this store because it is familiar. Young boy is on floor and crying. He is an apparition. I comfort him, take him by the hand and lead him to a child he is happy to see. At fair with people from my past. My old friends are wearing colored mascara, appear happy, and look younger than me. We are waiting in line to use the public outhouses-these tanks you have to crawl into and they look dirty. I decide I will drive into town to do some shopping and to use the restrooms there.

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