My mother's house

In my dream, my mom, my elder brother, William, and I were caught up in a cloud.

There was this beautiful house with a lot of lights…all lit up and so

beautiful. I had never seen anything like it before. It was built on top

of a very peaceful/serene blue sea. The whole scenery was a beautiful

thing to behold. On top of the sea I saw the most amazing

thing…green grass with players dressed in white jerseys and shorts,

playing soccer. William and I were telling my mom, “We can’t believe

that we built you this beautiful house!” And then I turned and saw this

girl tending (watering, caring for, watching over, etc.) the green grass.

Her clothes were tattered. In the dream I recognized her as was one of

my mom’s ‘adopted’ daughters. (I do not know her in real life.) Her

tattered clothes seemed out of place in this otherwise beautiful scene.

And then just across the street I saw a public bathroom. When people

would come and go from it, they would gaze at the beautiful house.

Then I woke up!