Monday September 4th, 2023
5:00 A.M.

I had the strangest dream. My mother telling me about her day. She describes and speaks on how she was out in the middle of a storm driving a red Jeep Cherokee. Her hands freezing at the hold of the steering praying someone would land a hand. Suddenly she gets a call from an old friend who apparently gave her a two hundred and fifty worth of food stamps she been recieving on a monthly basis extra due to her children being in school. It appeared she had no need for it that particular month. Suddenly my dream shifts and mother is sitting what appears to be a thrown and than a shopping store where a lady is assisting her. Funny enough my wife next to her. Mother appears to be looking at a few accessories that goes in your wrists, and while this is happening I hear my wife say. “Yes, that one is good for abundance and mone”. It almost felt like there was a consultation happening during some kind of reading and at the same time it felt like a completely different point in time. The way mother was dressed was like it was in the 50s and she somehow had wealth. It was weird, but what does it all mean?

I layback down in bed upstairs thinking. Than I decided to put that to rest. She’s no longer sleeping beside me but rather in the downstairs bedroom along side her mother and small child. How could I blame her or be surprised. Aside the illness, she’s suffering a pain deeper than the tumors. A pain of regrets for her decisions throughout her life....