I dreamed about my dad again last night. He took me suit and car shopping said I needed them both. Haven’t a clue why he said I needed them, but I went along with it. It was nice to be spoiled. He left mid dream though, as I realized he was in fact dead. So there wasn’t much going on after that in the dream. I wish I could figure out what’s going on with those kinds of dreams. I guess it’s whatever , but I really want to know what that whatever is meant to be. Is it a warning? A sign? I don’t know. It’s something, that’s for sure. I hope it’s nothing bad, because I don’t think I could handle or deal with that right now. I don’t want to deal with such a thought process. That would suck, and I’m already thinking about it. GAH!
To all the mothers out there, Happy Mother's Day to you!
To those expecting to be mothers? Same thing.
It's a day to celebrate mothers and motherhood. I don't know where I would be without my mother. Well heck, if I didn't have a mother I guess I wouldn't be alive now would I? Yeah, that's a thought that runs deep.
Spoke with my mom this morning, she's good. She got the card we sent her, which is awesome. Unfortunately the print was a bit on the small side of the card, so she couldn't really read it and I couldn't remember what the darn thing said. But she appreciated the card. I'm glad she liked it.
Here's a poem for Mother's Day, it's found here:
On Mother's Day
By Bruce Lansky
On Mother's Day it isn't smart
To give your mom a broken heart.
So here are thing you shouldn't say
To dear old mom on Mother's Day:
Don't tell her that you'll never eat
A carrot, celery, bean, or beet.
Don't tell her you think smoking's cool.
Don't tell her you've dropped out of school.
Don't tell her that you've drowned the cat.
Don't tell her that she looks too fat.
Dont't tell her when you're grown you'll be
A starving poet—just like me.
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