I fell back asleep early this morning and dreamt
of my mother. I found myself in her house with
my two older children. It seems she had invited
a few old dears to brunch and was anxiously
trying to get ready to receive them. Obviously,
we immediately began to chip in. My son grabbed
the vacuum and my daughter arranged furniture
in a more practical and attractive manner. I set
about getting everything ready to make waffles
which I haven't made in years. It was rather nice
to see my mom up, walking about, making plans.
I got a kick out of seeing the three invited oldsters
tarry up the walk. One old dame even chose to
lie down on the couch once she was in. I'm trying
hard to understand the dream, the meaning, the
whys and wherefores of it. Perhaps mom simply
wanted to reconnect somehow. I could postulate
that she was checking up on me in her own way.
Whatever the reasons, it was nice to see her in
such a good place.
dear lady in pink
why the invite this morning
rather caught me out
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