As Shayna’s 16th birthday draws to a close, I retire for the evening relieved to have made it through one more day. I fall asleep easily and I have another dream about Shayna. There is my usual dreaming about not being prepared, about being in a job that I’m failing, but then the scene shifts and I see Ty on the couch with Shayna snuggled up by her side. Shayna is about two or three years old and is sucking on her tongue in that way she used to do. I immediately recognize it’s a dream and I know that if I’m not careful I’ll wake myself up. I walk over to them and don’t say anything this time. I just stand there looking at Shayna, taking her in, admiring her, loving her. I gently reach down to give her a kiss on the cheek and I can feel her perfect skin on my lips. No words are said. I just enjoy the moment of being able to see her again and to give her a kiss on the cheek. My dream sequence begins again. I don’t remember what I dreamt after that. In fact, when I first woke up it took me a little while to remember the Shayna dream.