My mother fled with my family to Vietnam in the 1970s during
the Cambodian Genocide. She was separated from her mother, who soon passed away
from falling ill without readily available medical resources. Without knowing
that my grandmother had passed away, my mother dreamt about her a few days
later. She told my mother that she was pregnant with a girl and told her what
to name her. Unbeknownst to her, my mother was pregnant with my sister at the
time and gave her that name. That was the last time my grandmother came to my
mother in a dream.
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