i awoke at 6:30am, almost in tears. definately afraid. as i may have mentioned before, i lost my mother exactly three years ago last sunday to breast cancer...but anyway, i had a nightmare last night that i lost my dad too. it wasn't to sickness though....he was shot. murdered. and i witnessed it. the scary thing is just a few years before my mother was even diagnosed [about 10yrs ago or so...] i had a dream that there was a driveby shooting [we live in a very nice neighborhood too ironically] and my mother was the only one who was shot. this frightens me. a lot. these past few years have been really rough between my father and i, especially when i moved out for a year. however, this past year [since i've moved back in] my relationship has strengthened almost 100%. one of the scariest parts of the nightmare was where i ended up having to care for my 3 younger siblings. it was honestly devastating. thank god it was only a nightmare.
i went to boston yesterday. i have been so busy since then i havent been able to get my pictures [yes, yes...almost 800 of them-no lie!] in order....ill try to post some later.
i am exhausted...