As I prepared Amir’s breakfast, I knew from the deep worry lines across his forehead, he was anxious about the kite competition today. In an attempt to distract him and lift his confidence, I mention I had a good dream last night. I share with him the details of a simple, but powerful dream when in spite of grave danger he put his fear aside, acted with pure bravery and became a hero in the eyes of his father and thousands of other people. Unfortunately, my words fell on temperamental ears; Amir was not in the mood for my inspirational storey and snapped, “Well, it’s a dumb dream. Nothing happens in it.” Hoping Amir would somehow believe my fictional dream was a foretelling related to today’s event, I pushed, “Father says dreams always mean