dream 2

So daughter and I are at an old country store. We're outside walking on the wood front porch preparing to do some shopping inside the store. An alarm sounds and I know the alarm means terrorists have poisoned our atmosphere.
 Daughter and I immediately fall to the ground as do other people at the store, paralyzed by the gas. Daughter is a few steps behind me.
I know it's only a matter of minutes before we die. I desperately want to hold daughters hand. I want to be close to her, to comfort her. I want to tell her one last time I love her. I don't want her to feel as though she is alone dying. I try with every ounce of my being to move my arm so I can hold daughters hand. But am not able to.
 I remind myself that daughter knows I am close to her......and she's probably telling herself I'd be holding her hand if I could. I say a prayer for my daughter as I feel myself losing consciousness.

I remember feeling sad for several days after having this dream.