I know..i was telling my mother and i started to bawl...
Shes just been so good to Bryan and i.(she made us this beautiful good luck charm braclet for our upcoming IVF... )... I cant stand this..
I hope he'll be okay...
I know..i was telling my mother and i started to bawl...
Shes just been so good to Bryan and i.(she made us this beautiful good luck charm braclet for our upcoming IVF... )... I cant stand this..
I hope he'll be okay...
I am so awful at knowing how to offer comfort at times like this. Could you give her a hug from me?
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I know..i was telling my mother and i started to bawl...
Shes just been so good to Bryan and i.(she made us this beautiful good luck charm braclet for our upcoming IVF... )... I cant stand this..
I hope he'll be okay...
I am so awful at knowing how to offer comfort at times like this. Could you give her a hug from me?
I had a truly bizarre dream last night that I'd love to get some thoughts on.
It started out normal, as in, completely silly and weird. My best friend and I were in the circle outside my grandmother's house, tinkering with a go-cart. There were puppies in the yard pooping everywhere
Fairly normal nonsense dream stuff. Then my grandfather was there by the mailbox. He died last year. In the dream, he was young and healthy again, and he had a very mysterious smile on his face. I ran over and hugged him, and then I stepped back because I had a huge realization. I asked him, "you're not really here for good again, are you?"
And he just smiled sort of wistfully and shook his head, and I knew at that point that he couldn't speak, because it was taking him so much effort just to get there.
A note, my grandmother had almost the same dream awhile back, except it was about my dad, who also died last year. We all sort of fell to crap after we lost them, and I really wonder if they're letting us know that they're ok...