Woke up searching..
Dream:
Looking after a little boy, about 3yrs old. He didn't speak not at all. I never had a sense that he couldn't, just that he didn't. We'd had a brilliant day together, played and I'd read to him, looked at picture books. He was quite and content and just adorable, and I knew I was giving him back that evening.
As I was getting him ready to go, he started trying to write on a large easel we had up (and had been drawing on earlier). I think he was trying to tell me that he was alone and something bad had happened and he didn't want to go back to where he was.
Next thing I know time has passed and we're at an adoption event and I'm desperately looking for his picture, wanting to tell our SW about him. Something makes me feel he's waiting to be placed, and I really really want to find him. I think his name began with J. It might have been James, but I don't know if that's a loigcal fill-in my brain has made on the point of waking up.
I still want to find him, I don't even know if he exists, but it seems he should. I can't explain it, I just knew he's meant to be with us. Waking up to find he wasn't in the kids room*, just feels wrong, and I won't feel settled til I talk to R.
* The room was have set aside for kids
