Don't you love waking up from a vivid dream? I don't. For one, I rarely ever wake up remembering any dreams I had. The last month or so, though, it seems like a continous occurance. Last night's was a doosy. For who knows what reason, watching a mother lying next to her lifeless grown son in a hospital bed and having to say goodbye. Good grief, I am a bit of a wreck this morning. I struggle anyway with a fine line of being cautious and just being all out "don't leave the house....you're going to die". I'm not worried or concerned for myself. My only hang up on me personally dying is the thought of leaving my kids behind and the questions and pain they would endure losing a mother so young. However, it seems almost as infinitely painful to have one of my children go before me. Then God whispers through different avenues peace into my heart: reminders of things I know already but forget in these moments of near panic. He is peace when my fear is crippling.
In other news, typical Oklahoma weather: it's a muggy 70+ degrees outside and we're under a Tornado Watch until 3pm. Praying saftey over those who's work is outside today. I'm sure it's from the weather system, but seems like my pressure headache just increases. Took it super easy yesterday out of necessity it seemed. Today I have no such option. Bookwork with the kids this morning and then cleaning and laundry.
Food Journal
Breakfast: bread with peanut butter and strawberry spread, 1 mug of coffee with sugar and milk
Lunch: egg & sweet potato hash
2 8oz glasses of Cherry Coke
Water intake: -8oz. glasses
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