Zoe came home in Dream Journal

Last night I dreamt that Zoe came back to me. She had on her pink fuzzy pullover and we were lying in bed, hugging and laughing. Parker was with her and I made them a huge batch of pancakes. Parker made her some kind of Mexican dish. Parker’s food was baking in the oven and I thought it was burning but when I took it out, it was just right. I kept saying, tell me this isn’t a dream. Zoe told me that it was actually her MIL’s idea for her to see me. She said that the MIL said, let’s all go to lunch. You don’t have to talk, you can just eat your food. Talk about wishful thinking! That would NEVER happen. I just kept hugging Zoe and smiling and she was so happy and laughing like she always does.
Yesterday afternoon, I went on instagram and saw a post by Zoe’s MIL of pictures of Zoe laughing and smiling and making cookies with her substitute sister and her MIL on Valentine’s Day. Seeing those pictures really freaked me out and upset me. It was weird to look at Zoe and try to remember her face. It was awful to wake up and realize that it was all a dream but it was a fantasy of the opposite of what’s actually going on. I am glad I had it because it was like really spending time with her and having her back. It doesn’t feel like a premonition of things to come though. Things are really bad and I think they will get worse before they get better, if they ever get better at all.