My mom was sitting on the couch, watching an old family movie. I knew she would do this when it was time, so I put it in for her and we sat and watched it together, holding hands.
She looked over at me and told me to take care of my sister, and not to be worried that this is how she had decided to end her life; before her health got too bad and the "quality of life" was down. I told her she wasn't leaving me with many instructions, like what belonged to who in the house. She said I could figure it out, and walked out of the room.
I awoke with a start, 6:00AM. This time I didn't burst into tears right away and wake my husband, I held it together until I could leave the room. Then I sobbed, and worried that my dream was prolific, and wanted to call my mom right away. It took me 15 minutes to realize it was Saturday and when I talked to her last night she said she hoped the cat didn't wake her up because she wanted to sleep in. I emailed her to call me, and now I sit and wait to see if my subconscious is correct, or if I have to just stop watching the last season of Buffy before I go to bed at night.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Subconscious, Subconscious, Go Away
Labels:
Pity Party,
Relationships
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