Dream

I had a dream I had a blind brother, another one, younger than Jonathan, my youngest and only brother. My parents were going through some re-invention phase, and they only gave him a Chinese name, so we had to name him ourselves, the sibs. We had a hard time because nothing sounded good with "Wang." It was like everything that would work with Wang was already taken by us: Elaine, Joanne, Tiffany, and Jonathan. Our top two choices were Tyler and Taylor. He hated Tyler, so Taylor Wang it was. It wasn't until halfway through the dream that we realized he was blind, and it was someone else that pointed it out to us. They hinted at it, asked isn't he blind? And then I realized that he couldn't see (Or was it that the dream changed so that he couldn't see?), and I did tests to see if his pupils moved.

I remember feeling - not shocked, but more of a resignation. It was like my child, my mother barely showed up in the dream. It was just us kids. I remember carrying him under his arms. He was chubbier than all of us.