I had a dream about you last night. You were about 7 and in my dream me and your dad worked at this warehouse. He would take you to work with him and you would climb the shelving units way up high like 2 stories tall. We played a game where you would hide and I had to find you. I’m not able to anymore, but I used to be able to climb trees very high and climb up just about anything. In my dream, I still could. I climbed up on the shelves and found you every time. It was nice to see you smile and giggle… Even if it was only a dream.