I have been having this recurring dream. I am in an old rundown house. I am moving out, and there are people coming in and out who have bought the house and will be doing extensive remodeling. I am terrified because I know that there are pictures hidden there of my mother killing my father. And, I am the one who took the pics. There are people coming in and out, some I know from years ago and some I don't know. I keep trying to figure out how to get my father's body and the pics out of the house.
This is where it always ends, and I wake up in a total panic. My father died of liver failure in 1974 and my mother died in 2001.
Friday, May 26, 2006
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Thank you so for your comments Laurie.
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