I usually don't remember my dreams, but for some reason I remember this one. But I only remember bits and pieces of it.
I dreamt about little "Annie", who is the daughter of A’s recently departed brother. It’s been a year now but the memories are still fresh and the pain lingers.
In the dream Annie’s departed dad was also around. He looked youthful and smiling as he did when his presence graced us here on earth.
We seemed to have a conversation with *A* with Annie around. We were figuring out if we could have the little one come stay with us here in the US.
Was it for good? I am not sure...
I can recall discussions of visas but not a lot more.
And that was about it.
I know she has her mom, grandparents and a whole lot of loving family and friends around her, but in my mind somewhere was a thought that we could just gather her in our arms and shower her with all the love and affection that one reserves for only those that are near and dear to us.
Maybe this dream was a manifestation of how much she and her family are in our hearts.
I might sometimes appear to be distant about some of these things to *A*, but it often is a way of allowing myself to function without getting too upset about things.
How I feel about this probably manifested itself in my dreams when those walls crumble when I am deep in my zzzzs?
I know how I feel about it, cos one day we were on the phone with the little one and she started talking the way only kids talk. I was so overcome at the cruelty and the unfairness of whatever the “powers that be” if there are any thats is, in taking away her father that I choked up and was unable to talk.
I may be meandering here.
This also in a way was my salute to the Friday word that Mona came up with.. "Pain"
And then there was another dream more bizarre and on a completely different track but that’s for another day. It has to do with some ad ;-).
On a more lighter note...
A man walked in to a Topeka, Kansas Kwik Shop, and asked for all the money in the cash drawer. Apparently the take was too small, so he tied up the store clerk and worked the counter himself for three hours until police showed up and grabbed him.
Did I say that?
Police in Los Angeles had good luck with a robbery suspect who just couldn't control himself during a lineup. When detectives asked each man in the lineup to repeat the words, "Give me all your money or I'll shoot," the man shouted, "That's not what I said!"
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer!
In Modesto, CA, Steven Richard King was arrested for trying to hold up a Bank of America branch without a weapon. King used a thumb and a finger to simulate a gun, but unfortunately, he failed to keep his hand in his pocket.
Some of you asked me where I get some of the cool ads and pics. No it is not a secret. The link is here.
Some ads from there..