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A dream about Dad and staying home sick

Had a dream about Dad this morning around 5:00 a.m. that woke me up.

I was downstairs in the rec room at home working on something, walking around, and Dad came down the stairs. For some reason he was drinking coffee. He started walking around, I think helping me with whatever it was I was doing. We were talking and laughing, but it slowly dawned on me that he was dead and that this was all my imagination. I started to cry and said, "This is the way it's always going to be, isn't it?"

Then I woke up.

My alarm went off on time but it barely registered, and I overslept until about 8:45 a.m., so I called in sick after all. I slept on and off until about 1:00 p.m., got up, and so far I've watched Wallace & Gromit and Vol. II of Happy Tree Friends. I may watch Pirates later. I was going to stay at Quincy's tonight, but now I'm not so sure if he should even come over and he has work tomorrow. I also want to go to the San Diego fandom party at Darrel and Kris' tomorrow if I can, but we'll see how I feel.


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Jan. 9th, 2004 05:42 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry, honey. I know how you feel - I haven't lost a parent, but I've lost someone who was like a mother to me.
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