From the moment I decided that I was going to “recreate” my life and do what I really want to do, I have been getting little signs. I know many of you don’t believe in “signs” so you  might want to stop reading now. 

Last night I received the ultimate sign. I had a dream, and I’ve said this before, I NEVER dream about Duane. Seriously it’s happened less than 10 or maybe even 5 times in that last two years. But last night there he was. I knew he was dead, I 100% knew it, BUT he came back to life. (hahahhahaha, I know). And I also know that we often dream about things we are struggling with or frustrated with … I know we somewhat create our own dreams, and I’m okay with that, I’m okay knowing that I am looking for answers. 

Anyway … In the dream we were doing things we never had a chance to do, but he kept saying, “It’s okay, we get a do-over”. We would always rank things by calling a do-over. If it was good, IT got a do-over, if we messed up WE got a do-over. We were always having do-overs. It was the way we said we loved something and the way we said I’m sorry or let’s try again. I love do-overs. 

So it’s MY time for a do-over. It’s my time to go with the things I love, say I’m sorry to the things I don’t and try again to find new things I love. I am so excited for this do-over. 

– xoxo Victoria

Right before I woke up Duane and I were holding ands and he was walking me to my back yard, which was obviously on a lake. He looked over and smiled and said “… this is home,  I am so happy, let’s just go with it”. I will never forget what that looked like.