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Gosh dang it and *&#^$(&*^!
I sometimes want to just cuss like a sailor on here!
I overslept this morning after nightmaring all night. My brain must have too much going on. I laid in bed last night and thought of little Abby Neff. Her family traveled yesterday to a parole hearing (yes, already!), and I wondered how it went. My mind sped in and out of topics...what to get the kids for Christmas, if I even feel like decorating a tree, the events of my new Nora Roberts book (Pagan Stone)...it is getting really good and scary, Brian, Brian, Brian, and then also about a Mommy I just learned of yesterday, Stephanie Vest. She was dying in a hospital in Minnesota, having been diagnosed with lymphoma of the skin (I believe)...just diagnosed in Aug. after giving birth to their third child in June. She's been in Rochester since the first part of Sept.
So I dozed off, thinking of how sick she was, and knowing what it feels like to love someone who is dying.
And I nightmared all night. I was at a funeral, but everyone was pushing each other because they were trying to buy things (it was Black Friday), and the funeral home lady was actually Brian's secretary. And we were sending off black and pink balloons because it was Black Friday and because this Stephanie Vest loved the color pink (even had a hot pink laundry room). And for some reason we were in the cemetery close to Abby Neff's grave, with the beautiful teardrop stone...I'm pretty sure this came from the fact that I read that her parents asked at the parole hearing yesterday for the man who killed her to have a picture of her headstone hanging in his cell. Anyway, we were shooting off fireworks, I have no idea why. There were lots of people there that I knew, and I was crying hysterically.
So when I woke up this morning, I don't feel rested at all. I looked in the mirror and thought, jeez! I nightmare and dream about everyone else, and still Brian wasn't in my dream! The only thing even related to him was just that I was at a funeral, which I am guessing was his.
Ok, enough on my crazy nightmares...
So I checked this morning, and Stephanie died last night. If you want to follow her story, it is full of heartache, but also great faith. http://www.stephanievest.com/ She is from Lee's Summit. My prayers are with her husband and children, especially losing her just before the holidays. She leaves behind 2 boys and a 6 mo. daughter.
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