Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Dreaming.

I utilize Dream Moods.com alot and the interpretations are near spot on. Last night I dreamed Larry called an Aunty of mine, who never ever met him at all, and when she gave me the phone he asked where I was and why I hadn't visited him.

... yeah, dream moods can't interpret that one for me.

I thought maybe it was because I don't visit his grave, but we shared the opinion that no one is there but a decaying host. I can't remember which Church Authority had a talk about this, but author Harriet Beecher Stowe said,  “The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone".  I'm happy knowing my last words to him and his to me were perfect for defeating grief.

I should go to the temple.
I know that's what it is.

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