been forgetting to write this down. Saw mom in a dream again the other night. It was dark, I was sleeping, I was so utterly exhausted I could barley open my eyes to look at her when she shook me. She was trying to get me up, telling me we needed to go. she needed to talk to me. I kept mumbling that I was too tired, I would later, but she just persisted. she would shake me, she would call me, finally she looked disappointed and left.
Will she ever come back I wonder?
I hope so. Next time I have to remind myself that I have to get up, and go with her to wherever she takes me.
Come back mom.....
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