Bad Dreams 😞

Had a dream about Paul last night we were in the trailer that we lived in Ithaca, my sugar had go on low and I was slumped near the back trying to get his attention, but every time I tried to yell at him I couldn't it came out as a whisper and even when I banged on the back door he couldn't hear me.
His back was to me and he was busy doing dishes.
I woke up to so much snow that it was depressing and overwhelming so, the tears came cuz' I could have really used Paul's help today.
God sent his friend Mark and he came over and helped me dig out I'm so grateful for that.