I dreamed we were all struggling with sickness in the family and My aunt Jessie had gone to the school and needed someone to come pick her up and I and Jess were in the garage where daddy lived and I saw him sitting in a corner by the fire looking so sad and so small. He said to go get Norman to get her because he was trying to get something out of his finger and couldn't. So Norman was already on his way, but we just said okay and didn't say anything else but it was dark, and the whole world seemed like it was sad. I mean like a storm was about to hit and everyone knew it OR that a storm had already hit and we were all just picking up the pieces.
I don't know if this dream meant anything or not but the focus was on how sad daddy was and how small he was.
Come take a walk with me on a journey through my thoughts and imagination. It's a place where a girl who loves to create. whether it be laughter, through dolls or simply a poem or even a scary story or two, lol. loves helping people through some of her writings, and by giving encouragement whenever she can, and but most of all it's a walk with a girl who loves her son, and knows he's the reason for living.
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