Dream vs Reality

Posted on | March 10, 2010 | No Comments | Category: Sentiments

The Dream (Told from what I can remember many hours later).

I was handed the most beautiful lil baby girl.  And although I needed to be elsewhere and minutes prior was frantically preparing to leave ~ I was so caught up in how the baby attached herself to me that I found myself unable to leave her.  She put her adorable lil head in the crevice of my neck.  I knew she needed me so I couldn’t leave her even though I knew that whatever else I had to do was extremely important.  I held her and stared at the sun coming through a window big picture window.

The Reality

I woke up at 7:40.  My youngest (my baby) needed me to wake him up at 7:30 to get ready for school (important place I needed to be).  The last moments of my sleep were stressful as I transitioned from one level to another.  I was holding on to what I wanted… the comforts and warmth of my bed, with my pillow wedged comfortably under my neck. I was trying desperately to ignore the brightness that was penetrating the darkness of my eyelids.  Morning was definitely here.

For some reason, the images in the dream immediately registered as some Freudian version of my reality.  Ah well… Be it the dream or the reality – I sure am glad the Son woke me up this morning!

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