I dream every night, but very very seldom do I have a nightmare.
Last night I had one. I dreamed that we got a call from the hospital -- Bart was not in town, and I went there to find that Salinda had been in an accident. After a short while they told me she didn’t make it. I had to break the news to the kids myself. The dream only lasted long enough for me to tell Kyle, Sadie, and John, but it was HORRIBLE beyond description -- the depth of their and my emotion in that dream.
When Salinda wakes up I’m going to give her a big hug -- even if she wakes up crabby and irritable (which happens every other day now that she’s 13).
I’ve never been so happy to wake up and discover I’d been dreaming.
Last night I had one. I dreamed that we got a call from the hospital -- Bart was not in town, and I went there to find that Salinda had been in an accident. After a short while they told me she didn’t make it. I had to break the news to the kids myself. The dream only lasted long enough for me to tell Kyle, Sadie, and John, but it was HORRIBLE beyond description -- the depth of their and my emotion in that dream.
When Salinda wakes up I’m going to give her a big hug -- even if she wakes up crabby and irritable (which happens every other day now that she’s 13).
I’ve never been so happy to wake up and discover I’d been dreaming.
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