Sadmess

I awoke crying this morning from my dream.

I dreamt that my FIL had passed away. That wasn't what made me cry in the dream.

We were at my parents old house and moving furniture out. My Mum was there. I asked my husband if he told my Mum that Grandpa had passed away and he said he did not. How could he? She was dead.

I said no she's not she's right here at which point I motioned to her and he couldn't see her. Only I could. Only I could hear her. At that point I grabbed her arm and started leading her around the neighbourhood for a walk all the time balling my eyes out about nothing was the same since she was gone and how sad I was all the time. She just nodded and agreed with me. I just cried all the more and woke up sobbing. My husband even woke up and asked what was wrong.

Why couldn't she speak to me in my dream and tell me positive things to get me out of this sadness?

What's ironic is that when I started this post I intended to title it SADNESS but I typed SADMESS by mistake. It really is a sad mess which I want no part of and want to move on. I just don't seem to know how to or am able to bring myself to. Some days are better than others. This one appears to be one of the others.

Perhaps it's because it's Good Friday or because I watched Scrubs last night that she showed up in my dream. Those that saw Scrubs will understand.

Good Friday everyone.
Irish Church Lady (ICL)

Most bizarre

I crashed last night after what felt like a long week.


Didn't get my SPF up below until this morning, ya I cheated.


So since I fell asleep so early, I awoke early this morning but dozed off and on. I had bizarramundo dreams.


A family of cartoon bears were in them. The Dad kinda looked like Smokey the Bear. His family was there too. Except they all had clothes on kinda like the Berenstain Bears family. I wonder if I dreamt about this because I was reading a french version of the Mercer Mayers Critters kid's book , Scout Camp at the Chiro's office this week.

I actually understood it and had a great idea that maybe I could finally learn French if I just stuck to kids books.

Anyways there was other stuff in there about not getting accepted for graduate school (I'm not even trying to do this so where this came from I have no idea) because I was raped as a child (not true but I was molested) and because I forged my signature on something (not true ~ BTW how do you forge your own signature? LOL) so in the dream I was all in a huff about "how could they?" but I was also thinking about finally learning to windsurf and it was cool because the Smokey the Bear family had a nice sandy beach you could take off from. Oh joy, what the heck do these dreams mean or are they purely just for my brain's enjoyment while I whack off some sleep for the old bod???

Irish Church Lady
(ICL)