Reflections.
The Good. The Bad . The Ugly. 2008
The Good
- healthy grandson added to the family!
- another year of okay health.
- stayed in touch with brother L more so than ever
- won over the "red circle" of job position!
-found I really don't suck at golf!
The Bad
- heart monitor in February, yeash!
-Dad passed away in March
-Tracy killed in car accident in April
- Cheri passed away suddenly in August
- job issues arise.
- hubby has some "muscular" issues
The Ugly
-nothing is "ugly"....just challenging! Finding the positive in every day can be difficult, but if you try.....you will find it. It's there...sometimes hidden under a lot of ugly...but it's still there. I have been told I have a "pollyanna" attitude - finding a silver lining in the dark cloud so to speak...I dunno if that is true....but to keep yourself above the whirlpool of despair you have to do something ......or you just get sucked into the muck. I refuse to get sucked into the muck! if that means I have a pollanan attitude..so be it.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Dreaming
Like most people, I suppose, I dream. But I seldom remember any of my dreams.
I did have a vivid dream the other night about my Dad. Dad passed away in March of this year.
I have not dreamt of him until now.
"I pushed his mobile bed into a very large, waiting room type of "room". One wall of the room was a massive, filling that entire wall was a pane of glass. I picked up Dad as best as I could to show him, as I said....'Dad, you can see me whenever you want now. Look. ' Looking through the glass, I could see the rooms in our home. " There is a little more to the dream but nothing significant.
Strange dream. I know.
I did have a vivid dream the other night about my Dad. Dad passed away in March of this year.
I have not dreamt of him until now.
"I pushed his mobile bed into a very large, waiting room type of "room". One wall of the room was a massive, filling that entire wall was a pane of glass. I picked up Dad as best as I could to show him, as I said....'Dad, you can see me whenever you want now. Look. ' Looking through the glass, I could see the rooms in our home. " There is a little more to the dream but nothing significant.
Strange dream. I know.
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