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It blinks once, and The Mandalorian This Is The Way Retro Shirt I looked down again. About 2-3 months after she passed away, I had a dream where I was on the computer. I got up to use the bathroom, left my room and notice that the lights in the windows upstairs were pure white. I didn’t think anything of it, went downstairs, turned, looked down the hallway to the front door, and there was a bright white light pouring in… And sitting looking at the door was our dead dog. Like she wanted to go outside. I’ve had that Bright Light kinda dream twice. The first was about a week after my friend George had committed suicide. I dreamt there was a bright light in my living room. So bright I had to force my eyes open to see, and even then only for a moment.