Dreams are difficult things here. Obviously you can’t choose them, and then it’s odd to dream so vividly of people and places you aren’t in and won’t be for quite some time.
Last night, I dreamt I was at my parents house with four favorites from Oklahoma–Thay, Htoo, Aye, and Moo. Dad was there, watching a baby (perhaps the new baby Helmick to come in just two weeks!?) and I was taking care of Laurel’s cat (which she doesn’t really have…). And that was really about it. We were just playing games and laughing. The kids kept hiding the baby (very carefully, in closets and things) and dad would say, “Okay, I really need to know now where the baby is…” and they would laugh so hard and he & I would be trying not to. And then they’d go open the closet and the baby would be sitting there in the little carrier, just fine; so we’d play more games and laugh some more. I could hear the laughter so vividly.
But then you wake up, so far away from so many people. Stephen & I really are glad we’re here and do like it, but it’s still quite hard. I miss so many of the people we’d usually get to see; I miss the conversations and laughter that were familiar with. And then it makes for really wonderful dreams that are a little sad to wake up from.
This post made me cry. I miss you so much! But then once I recovered, I started chuckling and wondering if perhaps this happened to you when you were a baby and dad was babysitting–the girls hid you and dad made them tell him where they’d put you! And just now your brain is working through the memory to bring it to the surface. Smile. Love you.
Or maybe it’s our little Karen grandchild that you’re dreaming about that’s just waiting to be found…
It made me cry too! That’s twice today… When I got in the car after working out, the song playing on my iPod was Gracie Girl. So I cried most of the way to FamilyLife. I miss you both so much, but am thrilled you’re right where He wants you. We’ll have plenty of time to spend together in eternity! Love you!
Dad
This comment is really related to the “Grand Tour” post, but I wasn’t sure you would see it there so I’m putting it here.
i.can’t.wait. to come sleep in that guest bed 🙂
and it’s weird that it was laurel’s cat. i actually can’t even imagine her with any type of animal, let alone a cat.
i love you, friend. boo hiss about your internet not working the other day 🙁 at first i was afraid that i had misunderstood, but i kept skype open for most of the morning just in case.
we need to make a weekly time if possible, yes?