Dreams of giant waves crashing in on me, taking Mama and Skylar away, feeling the loss of everything, the break of spirit and air and want; I woke in a panic, screaming for Daddy, tearing through my mosquito net and out the door to find Ryan. Only to find myself under a star-less night, scratched and bleeding lightly, crying heavily and startled awake fully by the angry donkey tied to my gate; it was not a pretty night.