...yeah...it's good to be pregnant and at the mercy of my hormones and emotions again...ha!
Had a night full of crazy dreams last night.
One of many was me seeing my Grandpa Ryan. I haven't seen him since I was a kid...he passed away years ago. When I was a little girl he used to sing this old folk song to me: "K-k-k Katie, beautiful Katie, you're the only one that I-i-i adore...when the m-m-m-moon shines, over the cow shed, I'll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door!"
And in my dream he was very very old and wrinkled and laying down and I bent over to kiss his wrinkled old check and he softly sang: "K-K-K-Kaaaatie..."
And now I'm sitting here at the computer, crying, tears running down my face, my heart all heavy and sad because I miss my grandpa. That died like 15 years ago.
What the heck.
funny how grief will hit us a different times for different people. I have cried more in the past year about my granny who died almost 15 years ago than I have in the past 14 years!!!! i have had dreams of her, triggers of her, etc, and I just lose it!
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