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Dancing and dreams
Jul. 27th, 2009 01:35 amI watch "So You Think You Can Dance" here and there. The episode last week had one of the most touching things I've ever seen. Two of the dancers did a tribute to breast cancer, and it was just...there aren't words.
I had a dream about my Mom last night. We were at some sort of garden, and she had this pot of beautiful purple and white flowers. I told her that I missed her and that nothing was the same without her. She gave me the flowers, and then we walked through the garden. It might have been the gardens at the Biltmore Estate in Ashville, NC. We went there for my 22nd birthday. It's still one of my favorite birthdays.
She looked so happy and healthy. The sun was shining. She was wearing a white skirt with a dark blue top and her hair was curly and the color of autumn leaves. I woke up with a sad smile on my face. I hope I can go back there.
I had a dream about my Mom last night. We were at some sort of garden, and she had this pot of beautiful purple and white flowers. I told her that I missed her and that nothing was the same without her. She gave me the flowers, and then we walked through the garden. It might have been the gardens at the Biltmore Estate in Ashville, NC. We went there for my 22nd birthday. It's still one of my favorite birthdays.
She looked so happy and healthy. The sun was shining. She was wearing a white skirt with a dark blue top and her hair was curly and the color of autumn leaves. I woke up with a sad smile on my face. I hope I can go back there.
