I had several thoughts for posting, but as I get older, I've come to realize that if I have a thought, it can't wait until later! I should be jotting down notes.
I had a dream that included my sister and my son (both dead) and those usually freak me out. I can remember being in my bedroom - the one I grew up in - my son coming in to say goodnight after asking if I wanted some ice cream (lol).
Next recall of the dream was standing in our front yard under the magnolia tree and my sister telling me I was fat, that I looked like I gained 10 pounds. And I remember saying that overweight was better than being an alcoholic (she wasn't!!)
I have no idea where all this was coming from. I mean, yeah, I'm overweight. Yeah, I like ice cream but don't allow myself to indulge. Maybe part of this dream stems from being "left" to take care of mom, when she was the favored one.
And maybe I'm better off not trying to decipher weird dreams!! I prefer not remembering them.
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