There was a part of a dream I had this weekend I could not forget.
I was horseplaying with my oldest son. I pushed him, he fell backwards on the sofa. 
He was whimpering, I’m stuck. 
I thought he was playing around.
I went in for a close up to check out what was wrong with my son.
His head was bent back and his torso was up, I could see neck bones protuding from his neck but not punctured. I guess his neck broke.
He was crying in pain MY BONES!
I hurried out of this dream I didn’t want to see more. 
I know this is my guilt playing with my dreams.
It is part how my son died in the car crash. Though it was not my fault and I was not driving.

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