'My Life After Life'
Still walking hand in hand with my twin, I came to a grassy meadow in which two chairs faced each other, beckoning us to sit down. My twin brought his left hand over to my right hand, which was still clutching the small silver cup, gently encouraging my hand to open while he held the little cup in front of me as if presenting me with a trophy. He then handed me the cup, and as he did I noticed how large his fingers were. He asked, “Do you remember today?”
Now, that is an unusual question to be asked in a dream, I thought to myself. Did I remember today?