Last Night I Had a Dream
I was on a mountain road, walking with The Child. It was raining and the road, which was unpaved, was deep with mud. She was naked and pushing her bicycle alongside me. She started to go toward the edge of the road, which of course, fell off into a deep, deep place. I called to her to come back to me and at first she did but she kept going back over to the edge and I was so fearful that she'd slip in the mud and be lost to me forever.
Apparently, I'm handling her transition to Teendom just great.
Apparently, I'm handling her transition to Teendom just great.
Labels: dreams, smells like teen spirit
cobbled together by Moi at 12:18 PM
9 Comments:
Awww...I'm all verklempt for you now. I really am. Why does everything sound like sarcasm? Dammit!
I tried to find a witty response, but just couldn't so....just don't do that again!
The worst part of teendom is that they become adults next....if you think her turning 13 has been emotionally hard, just wait....sorry I couldn't think of a witty response either. Just love her more every day, hug her and tell her how important she is to you.
Better to work out your fears in a dream than have them visit your real life, I suppose.
I had a similar dream once,but it was just a flashback to my old mud wrestling days..
Hey sounds healthy...maybe not
water usually = tears in a dream, it's okay to be sad and worried-- but you've done such a great job so far-- i think its going to be okay
I believe you, Vangie.
OK, Kendall.
No witty response required, Rosemary. I think I'd rather take out the change in bad dreams than be walking around with a cloud over my head. Having them growup is the goal, right? I'm just glad they do it one day at a time.
Exactly, Iwanksi.
Sling, you crack me up. Daily.
Grish, I'm voting for healthy.
Thanks, CM. I'm sure it's going to be fine, on balance.
I'm guessing you're not the first mother to have that dream. You care a great deal for your family, and it must be hard to see your little girl growing up.
By the way...hello again.
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