Friday, August 7, 2009
Dreaming
I woke up in the middle of the night crying. My mom was in a dream, or at least someone who was supposed to be my mom. I think that's where the tears came from. All I remember is that I was walking towards this woman and she hugged me. She kept telling me that it's going to be alright. You would think that would be a great thing, except that's when I woke up hystercial. It was weird because the person in my dream didn't look like my mom, but it felt like it was supposed to be her. I wanted it to be her. I'm crushed that it wasn't comforting. Maybe I should quit wishing for things that aren't possible, but I would give anything to hug my mom.
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