a dream i had on 7-16-07
i went to bed around my normal time, which was about 9pm or so. zonked out pretty fast and was sleeping really good until i woke up from this dream crying, wondering what i had done wrong to cause this.
my dream was about my baby watermelon. it was finally ready to be picked and my family all wanted to eat it with us, so i invited them all over for a bbq and watermelon. so i picked it and we cut into it and my heart sank because it was all black and dead inside and i was so confused. i didn't understand what i did to kill it. i took such good care of it and gave it love everyday, pulled weeds, made sure it had water, and it was dead. i started crying in my dream and kept asking my mom what i did wrong. she kept saying that i didn't do anything wrong that sometimes these things happen but that didn't make me feel any better and i just kept crying and crying till i woke myself up from crying so hard. when i looked at the clock it was 3:30 in the morning and i couldn't go back to sleep. that dream just would not leave me and every time i thought of the possibility of my watermelon being dead i would get all teary because of how hard i have worked to make sure that it is okay.
so at 4 am i got up because i just couldn't get back to sleep. so i played on the net and as soon as the sun came up i went out to my garden and picked my watermelon up and kept asking myself, are you dead inside? no you aren't, you can't be. yes one might ask why a person would care so deeply about a stupid watermelon LOL but i do, because i have worked so hard to keep all of my vegitables and fruits alive and my watermelon was cute when it was first growing.
anyway i came back in and played on the net some more till 7 am and then called my mom and told her about my dream. then my sis and i were iming each other talking about her doc appt and other stuff and that she was nervous about going. i reassured her that everything was gonna be fine. BOY WAS I WRONG....................I KNEW as soon as she called me bawling, telling me that the baby had died, that that was what my dream was about. my watermelon was her baby and all the things i felt about my watermelon and the questions i had was the way she was feeling at a much more intense degree.
we were both crying and then her cell cut out. she called me right back at schelley's house cuz she had to pick up the boys and then asked me to call bonniemom, jerrydad, lyledad and suesue. she was sooo sad and heartbroken that there was no way she could call them.
so i sadly made those phonecalls, and it was sooo hard to do. i couldn't do it without crying.
i hate my dream that i had. my mom instantly knew what my dream was about and what it represented.
THIS SUCKS
my dream was about my baby watermelon. it was finally ready to be picked and my family all wanted to eat it with us, so i invited them all over for a bbq and watermelon. so i picked it and we cut into it and my heart sank because it was all black and dead inside and i was so confused. i didn't understand what i did to kill it. i took such good care of it and gave it love everyday, pulled weeds, made sure it had water, and it was dead. i started crying in my dream and kept asking my mom what i did wrong. she kept saying that i didn't do anything wrong that sometimes these things happen but that didn't make me feel any better and i just kept crying and crying till i woke myself up from crying so hard. when i looked at the clock it was 3:30 in the morning and i couldn't go back to sleep. that dream just would not leave me and every time i thought of the possibility of my watermelon being dead i would get all teary because of how hard i have worked to make sure that it is okay.
so at 4 am i got up because i just couldn't get back to sleep. so i played on the net and as soon as the sun came up i went out to my garden and picked my watermelon up and kept asking myself, are you dead inside? no you aren't, you can't be. yes one might ask why a person would care so deeply about a stupid watermelon LOL but i do, because i have worked so hard to keep all of my vegitables and fruits alive and my watermelon was cute when it was first growing.
anyway i came back in and played on the net some more till 7 am and then called my mom and told her about my dream. then my sis and i were iming each other talking about her doc appt and other stuff and that she was nervous about going. i reassured her that everything was gonna be fine. BOY WAS I WRONG....................I KNEW as soon as she called me bawling, telling me that the baby had died, that that was what my dream was about. my watermelon was her baby and all the things i felt about my watermelon and the questions i had was the way she was feeling at a much more intense degree.
we were both crying and then her cell cut out. she called me right back at schelley's house cuz she had to pick up the boys and then asked me to call bonniemom, jerrydad, lyledad and suesue. she was sooo sad and heartbroken that there was no way she could call them.
so i sadly made those phonecalls, and it was sooo hard to do. i couldn't do it without crying.
i hate my dream that i had. my mom instantly knew what my dream was about and what it represented.
THIS SUCKS
posted by christina at 5:48 AM
5 Comments:
awww....my heart goes out to you. More than anything though, it tells me of how close you are to your family. You are all in my thoughts and prayers.
I am crying right along with you. Please know everyone is in my thoughts and prayers.
wow. that is so touching what you shared about your dream. So sorry for all you and your family are going thru.
Love the new look to your Blog!
Its amazing what our dreams tell us about our lives. Im so sorry about your sister, life isn't fair at times.
Love the new look blog. Gorgoeus work.
Oh so sad! I hope you know that you and your family and Heather and her family has not been far out of my thoughts or prayers. I wish I was closer so that I could give all of you big hugs!
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