To Find him, I must | Reunion/The Great Wedding

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Part I:
I spent the dream crying, crying out, asking and shouting, demanding family and others to tell me Where he is. I was frantically looking for him. Has anyone seen him. “Do you know where he is.”
I don’t think I even see him in part I. I don’t think he was even real then. I think I was asking an existential question, demanding an existential answer. I was distraught.

I woke up for a pee, it was morning and I saw Julie. I couldn’t smile at her. I felt my face was heavy like stone, petrified loss and sadness in my mouth, throat from all the shouting. I hugged her and went back to bed. Lying my head down on the pillow and a moment of silence overwhelmed and let out a crying sob then quickly drifted back to sleep.

Part II:
Amazingly, thankfully the dream went on onto another chapter.
#Scene: Unknowing setting: terraced garden, long table, family? and others seated, small gathering for a wedding. It was daytime, I wasn’t quite myself (#again, recent dreams). I am a much lighter, happier version of myself. Even my looks, my sense of dress is lighter, colorful, summery. I think I was wearing a light red chiffon flowy dress, casual. My hair was lighter, naturally rosey, no makeup needed, I was Fresh.
#Scene: Someone is coming. I go into the house to greet at the gateway, t. Anya, I’m wondering why she came. Others, old women strange relatives, they keep arriving, more and more. What is happening.
Suddenly I am outside our house, welcoming the comers through to Jido’s house. I see someone familiar coming from a far, a woman clad in Jesus clothes, covering her hair loosely, wearing reddish colors. I’m recognizing her slowly until she is infornt of me. Maran. Christian schoolmate Jesus lover. I am so grateful for her to come and I hug her with all my heart.
More and more keep coming. Random school faces. Super duper tall Dima and her friend. I don’t know why these people are here.
#Scene: My old bedroom upstairs, sunny day. Blue old chipped nail polish, left hand ring finger has the most polish. I am now getting ready for the wedding, I need to change. I am waiting, and Zaina finally comes, super curly hair going on, and I comment. I tell her almost in tears about Heba, they all heard they all came, she must have too. I really want her to come.
The Huge ancient citadel on top of a non-existent hill behind my house. I see it and I see it in bird view. The year it was built is marked on it in an oval frame, 1758? or something. The architecture is rusty brown, built of walls too thick, polished to smooth edges by time and rain. Empty.
I didn’t remember the fighting scene or the ET screen info until I listened to the recording.
PS: ALWAYS RECORD DREAM WHEN YOU WAKEUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The fighting between “Stephan” and the other man where happening where I saw (my) raptors’ mutilated carcasses days ago in a dream.
There was no wedding.