About a week ago, Mars appeared in one of my recurring nightmares. In that one, I get badly shot in the stomach during WWIII. I bleed to death in atrocious pain while thinking about what will happen to my son. Out of nowhere, Mars put gently his hand on my forehead and in a calm and soothing voice said "Let go, everything will be fine". The pain was gone and I died blissfully with the certainty that my boy would grow to be a great man. I haven't had the nightmare since.