We began walking down a street that had lovely little tourist shops on both sides. We continued chatting happily as we walked. Suddenly,we came to a point outside of town where the street divided into two, one side going on as if to the ocean and the other coming back toward the town. At this junction she paused, looked at me sadly and said, “I must go now. But look for Gideon. He will come to you again. Don’t worry, for as you can see, I am well. No more pains. I love you. I’ll see you again, soon.” She was gone, and I was left alone taking the road back to town.

The dream dissolved, and I awoke with the feeling that something important was afoot. For the first time since Mardai died, I felt at peace. Yet, what did she mean by telling me to look for Gideon? Of course, I’d been hoping that he would visit again. I could certainly use some help and encouragement at this low point in my life. And Gideon always had a way with words. His ability to illustrate a point with meaningful examples was extremely helpful. I strongly felt that a little help and guidance were in order.

Much as I would have liked to stay in bed a little longer, that was not possible. There were the children to look after and other matters to attend to, such as going to work. I did not like to leave Malika and Jonathan alone for long periods of time, but occasionally this could not be avoided. It was not because of any special concern, but rather that I missed them while we were apart,and was comforted by their closeness and the connection to their mother they provided me. After routine tasks were completed, I said good-bye to the children, left them in the care of their grandparents and drove to the office.

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