and my boys in Rwanda were in it.
it was the first time i dreamed about them.
pat and i were both there.
in Rwanda.
at the orphanage.
it was more like a "mall" feeling than what i picture the orphanage to be.
pat talked to the "guy" (?) and the guy said, since you brought your paperwork to me and it all looks good, come back on Monday and you can take them with you. (it was friday)
we got to go in the rooms to choose who our sons would be.
there was a toddler room. it was very bright...lots of white...
and a baby room. it was darker.
and a newborn room. we couldn't go in there.
it was so hard to choose.
but i knew who you were.
and then i woke up.
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