#1. Seeing Ian. Ian and I look at each other. He doesn’t recognize me. I say, “Ian, it is me, Bonnie.”(both of us are our age)
#2 I am standing at a huge gathering of people who are all coming and sitting down at these rectangular tables. It reminds me of up in Tower in the church basement. (feels crowed). There are family and friends there. I see my brother, Dan, sitting at one fo the tables looking at a card (greeting, sympathy card?). I also see my cousin, Johnny, walking in.
Terry, my brother-in-law, who died between Christmas and New Years arrives. He is in his early 50’s. (died at 72 and was very thin and struggling with poor lungs) He looks healthy. He has thick, wavy hair, pepper/grey. He is wearing a black and white, large plaid shirt. He comes and sits down next to Dan. I know the celebration is for Terry.
I am standing up to one siding watching the goings on. I am to create a book of photos of Terry for him. I am a bit nervous about doing this. (my usual nerves about doing a good job). EOD