Friday, January 15, 2010

Dream #

I know I watch too much tv. I guess the mushrooms on the pizza we had were talking to me... I had a bad dream last night. I dreamed Daddy died! Genie was right there with me throughout the whole ordeal. Although in reality I know she could not be, but it gave me such a comforting feeling that she was there beside me helping me thru it. Then it got weird... his body was being kept in the garage which wasn't their garage! This one in the dream was longways whereas their's in reality is house shaped. The door slide open sideways also. Genie & I were standing there when the door opened. They were moving Daddy's body. A mad, crazy scientist looking guy who looked sort of like one of Genie's old boyfriends, Chuck with wild hair was the person in charge of the body. He just sort of went "opps!" I only saw the back of Daddy's head which was far more balder than Daddy's. It looked more like my granddaddy's head. This made think Daddy's death may still be a long way off for him to be that bald. Genie whispered, "I don't think they were supposed to do that." Then I woke up. You can imagine how I felt.

Mom believes in this old wives' tale that you tell a bad dream before breakfast, so it won't come true. I told Don about it before breakfast. When I told Don about it, he hugged me of course & had to laugh at the craziness that is always in my dreams. He doesn't think Daddy will die any time soon but figures he may be in a wheelchair. So I feel like I have this foreboding feeling hanging over me. I dare not tell mom about it.

Daddy did drive yesterday all the way out to Whittlesley Rd about their house insurance. Not sure why it couldn't be done over the phone. Because their house was so old it sounded like they were going to cancel it. He had to tell them all the thing that have done to the house over the years. I just don't know about these insur. co now! Daddy had not shaved all week which is unlike him. He also stopped by to talk to his boss about working Sat. which I am going to get up & drive him to work since he feels they need the money. I can imagine what his boss thought of this bearded, bruised up man....

Bricks had been removed from underneath their house. I don't know if someone was trying to look in the back windows but the blinds stay closed all the time. Because the bricks left an opening, Don thinks it may have caused a pipe to freeze. So they had to have that repaired. It has just been one thing after another with them. So please continue to keep them in your prayers. Thanks.

3 comments:

Paulie said...

It sounds like small things that can be taken care of. . . rememebr the positive side of things and count your blessings!

becky aka theRAV said...

Yes, you are right, Paulie. I am trying to remain positive and not be so depresseed. I WILL count my blessings.

becky aka theRAV said...

And thanks Paulie!