TIME CHANGE THIS MORNING. Before I forget I wanted to jot down a dream I woke up having this morning. Seldom do I remember them. When I try to recall, they slip away from me as I am doing my best to remember.
I met an elderly woman named Carol a small, petite, grey headed lady. We talked and then departed. In the mail came a colored printed piece of paper with a short story she had written. I was to meet up with her on a certain date to just chit chat. On the paper were three different phone numbers without a physical address.
I don't know why I didn't get her address from her when we were just visiting. The day arrived that I was to go to her house in a very small town. I tried telephoning her to find out her address. Why I didn't do this earlier, escapes me.
Two of my children are home and I explain that I am going to go visit Carol. I begin getting nervous when I cannot reach her by phone. I decide I will go to the town where she lives and ask around at the local store where she lives.
My children are old enough to be alone at home by themselves. My son is creating something in the hallway as my daughter is creating something with glue in the living room. I tell my daughter to bring her creation to the kitchen table and work there as the glue doesn't need to be on the living room. She moves to the table.
I continue to get anxious as I do not know where Carol lives. She doesn't answer her phone.
The doorbell rings and I answer the door seeing my older sister standing there holding a miniature cake. She is nicely dressed in brightly colored flowing dress as I explain that I was just heading out. She walks into the house. I tell her she is welcomed to stay or very slowly I mention she can come with me as I am going to go see if I can find my new friend's house explaining that she isn't answering her phone.
This is where I woke up.
I haven't a clue what any of it means. Maybe just a way to deal with anxiety about life.
Do you remember your dreams? Seldom do I.
BLESSINGS to you,
d
