when i left home in california to go to school in hawaii, i missed my dog jordan, a german shepard/greyhound mix, very much, but didn’t think about it too often.

about a year later i started having dreams that jordan had swam across the ocean looking for me. he had arrived on the shore in hawaii, very tired and trying to emerged on the beach and get past the pounding waves on the rocks. he looked lost. he couldn’t see me but i could see him. i had this dream twice in a six week period, then i dreamt that on one journey to find me that some young kids found him and tethered him to a tree to play with him.

a month or so later after the dreams stopped when i happened to call home, my dad mentioned that jordan had run away from home twice, the second time the family couldn’t find him again.

i was shocked and hurt that i wasn’t informed right away. yet i deeply believe that jordan was not hurt, and found by a family who is taking care of him. i really hope so.