Sunday, October 30, 2005

A Sleepover


Yesterday my oldest son slept at a friend's house. And even though the mom is a friend I know and trust, I had a dream last night that my boy was taken away on the back of someone's motorcycle, and then sold for slavery. Sorry this next part is so disgusting, but when I learned what happened to him, I screamed and screamed and screamed until my mouth filled with pus.

*sigh*

There should be a word stronger than love for the way we feel about our kids.

3 comments:

kim said...

Oh Ellen I know I know, I had a dream that someone took my daughter, and I couldn't get to her fast enough....and I can't even say the rest it was so bad..and yes it's bigger than love isn't it?

Myfanwy Collins said...

OH man. This dream gave me cold chills. Can't even imagine, Ellen.

Ellen said...

Hi Kim and Myf. If this was the dream I had when I knew he was safe, can you imagine if I was really scared? Yikes.