Over dinner at a nearby restaurant, Jadon was recounting to us with significant drama one of his recent dreams. Apparently, if I remember the vivid details correctly [I hardly ever remember my dreams, let alone their details], Jadon dreamt that the four of us were somehow stuck in an underground river at a crossroads where we had to decide among four possible pathways in order to survive and escape. Mommy, being the most valiant and loving [hey!], said that she would go first, and if she screamed in terror as she went down her watery pathway, that would be her signal to us that we should choose another path. Unfortunately as she traversed down her chosen tunnel, she screamed in terror, and we knew she had died.
I, being the other brave and loving parent [whew, at least I didn't chicken out and go third or fourth!], chose a different tunnel with the same instructions to the children, but unfortunately, it was another fatal mistake, & they heard my screams of terror as I died as well.
Meanwhile, Evangelina silently listened with rapt attention and head cocked forward, as usual when she hears a dramatic story unfold. Her eyes welled up with tears at the scary thought of losing both her parents to a watery grave, but what she asked next was telling of what was truly important to her: "Jadon, in your dream did Daddy and Mommy know Jesus?"
