NuevaVida
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I admit I had a dream the other night that I was with my mom and my brothers & sisters. I admit in this dream we were in a two story library and my deceased uncle (someone I was very close to) came halfway down the stairs to meet us, very happy to see us, and said there were some people waiting for us upstairs. I admit when we went upstairs, every member of my mother's family who had died was there, having a great big party - my Dad, my grandparents, aunts, uncles, close family friends - it was overwhelming and beautiful. I admit apparently I was crying in my sleep and the Mister woke me up, thinking I was having a nightmare, but I wanted to stay longer and enjoy the party. I admit when I got up later in the morning, I wondered what the heck that was all about and I called my mom to see if she was alive! Because maybe that was her family welcoming her to wherever they are now! Mom is fine, and said the dream gave her (good) chills. I admit I told her I should have brought a camera and taken pictures. I admit I am working way too hard and burning out, and this deal at work isn't scheduled to stop until the end of next week. 11 hour pressure-packed days every day is getting old. I admit the Mister and I looked at over a dozen open houses over the weekend and are meeting with a lender next week. I admit we had some really good conversations about our relationship and our future. I admit sorry to hear about the fires, LP, and about your panic attack, lw. I admit I am wishing everyone well.
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