Handsome. Tall, slim build. African American.
His names sounds like Einstein, or maybe that was a nickname. He showed up looking like a real life Pop Figure of Einstein with a giant head and crazy hair on top of his normal slim body.
He reached is closed fist out, palm up. When he opened his hand a dandelion and a moth flew out and grew larger.
He’s a kid now, riding a bike that’s a little too small. He’s all elbows and knees on it.
He’s wearing a white coat like a doctor or scientist. He’s discovered something new — looking into a microscope. But I also keep hearing “stethoscope”.
Two kids – one girl and one boy.
Nigeleane. This is a name I am familiar with, so it could be that it sounds like this name, but it’s not one I would recognize if he tried to tell me. Or it could be this actual name.
There’s so many flowers. He’s smiling from ear to ear while flowers are growing out of his hands when he opens them and they’re growing all around him.
“Hold on My Heart” – this is a song?
“Keep on keeping on. Of course I’m right there with you every step of the way, cheering you on. I’m still your biggest cheerleader. Just put one foot in front of the other. One day, one step at a time. I only ever want the very best for you all. You are my heart and I know I’m in yours. Thank you for continuing to include me, talk about me, remember me. I love you all so big. SO big. And get the dang dishwasher fixed.”
Sign: brightly colored moth