January 19th, 2007

lightening, anger

"Dreams" or "I hope these are NOT harbingers of the future"

Two nights ago I dreamed my parents sold their house and possessions (oddly enough it was more like the house in North Carolina than the one they have lived in for over 20 years in Utah,) and bought a mobile home.  As I was helping with their final preparations my dad told me that they figured it was the best of both worlds.  He liked to travel, she liked to stay home.
When I asked them about where my mother's quilting stuff would go they told me they were building a house in Sanford.  I thought it was going to be a pain in the neck going to visit them.

Last night I dreamed I was visiting my brother in Iraq (he's NOT there...yet.) and a bomb was detonated close to him.  He wasn't blown up but a piece of shrapnel caught a major artery in his left leg and he bled to death.  I thought detatchedly how lonely life was going to be without him.