Dreams (the sleeping-type ones, not the wishful-thinking ones) are odd. You go to sleep, you enter a world where everything seems possible and makes sense – though it clearly doesn’t – but it sure does in that world – then you wake up, and for the most part forget about what it was you even dreamt about.

Dreams can make you happy, sad, scared or leave you feeling any number of other emotions. So yes, they are odd. However this post isn’t to tell you about dreams, but rather to tell you about one I had.

I have you intrigued don’t I. A dream on a genealogy related blog? How’s that work?