Well, my dream happened a few nights ago, but I am still thinking about it.

It really hurt to be pulled from Moms arms. I woke up almost in tears. I didn’t want this to be reality. Even though my dream world wasn’t nice… it had Mom.

It still hurts thinking and remembering the dream.

I miss you Mom, but I know one day I will see you again.

Last night I was dreaming, and at first it was not a nice one.

But then it changed, and very quickly.

I was at church, and the moment I saw Papa, my hurts were gone. I hugged him, and then I saw Mom! (In the dream she had been fighting cancer and had to be away from us for years.) I ran and hugged her tight… but then my alarm went off and I had to wake up. Sadness…

Dreams are mean sometimes.

I miss Papa and Mom so much. It hurts when they are with you in a dream and you have to let them go, wake up and have them gone.

Questions from my devotional book “Who Holds the Key to your Heart” today.

Only God can make it a really small world.

It turns out that one of the nurses that help take care of my nephew is a friend of mine. I met her years ago at Church Camp. That was back in 2011.

We have kept in contact since then and even met up once. But she has been busy (good for her) and we haven’t been able to meet in a few years. Now – without my knowledge- she met my family. My brother was mentioning the names of the nurses, and her name showed up. Asked what she looked like, and I was pretty sure it was her. I messaged her later and sure enough she has been helping my nephew! WOW!!!

Only God can put together these things. It was a help to know that God is in control…

Thank you Lord for every little part of your design.

Well, the past two days have not been great for me.

Saturday I wanted so bad to try and visit my nephew in the hospital, that I ignored the winter storm warning, and started on the way. Just a mile in I had a curb check. A pretty bad one. Thank goodness only the tires were damaged. Both right tires need to be replaced.

Only by God’s help was I able to get the car home without help. It was a very slow mile, but I got it home. My sister was in the car with me, and she got a little scrap from the jolt, but other then that both of us are safe.

It shook me up a bit. I feel so bad for ruining the tires. But, Dad is right. It could have gone a lot worse.

So tomorrow night, dad and I will take the car to be fixed. That will be a slow drive. My front wheels just spin, and it is not level.

Also I just kept bumping into things, and dropping things. And I didn’t sleep well that night.

Sunday the shock was kicking in. I couldn’t eat, I was dizzy (and couldn’t walk a straight line to save me) and I was shaking. I got a headache (Which is the worst for me) and went into a darker place then I would have liked. But as usual my sister was the best. She did her best to help me.

And again, I was clumsy.

However, I was able to get a good sleep which was nice.

Now Today I am doing well, and some ragularness is nice.