Weird
In a dream last night, my mother called me on my cell phone. When she called, I did not get to it in time, but was able to call her back. When she answered, all I heard was her sobbing. Gut-wrenching heart-breaking sobbing. I do hope that this was not an omen...
When I could finally get her to talk, it seems that she had made an old-fashioned Christmas tree ornament for me. This ornament was representative of me, my life, and my career. Somehow it had gotten broken -- and thus my life was broken as well. I assured her that we could make a new one, a better one. But those sobs haunted my night last night.
LW
Posted by wolf1 at June 17, 2005 11:03 AM | TrackBack
Man, I have got to stop reading this stuff at work. Leads to less-than-professional behavior. But hey, I've been riding on the ragged edge of tear-dom for the last couple of weeks. Why? Who the hell knows anymore. Maybe I need a vacation...
Haunting perhaps, but isn't it nice to get a warning. I have had these "omens" as well. They are unerving.
You have had an emotional week.....