First Dream
Mom's side of the family

I have had some strange dreams lately. I have shared them with my husband. I dreamt that I was at a church, and there was a side room, like a nuns quarters. Very mission style. The walls where creamy white, the trim was a sienna red. The floors where clay tiles. The bed had a "Mexican grandma" blanket with a single pillow. There was Jesus on a cross on the wall across from the bed. Against the window across the room there was a table for two. My (deceased) grandfather and my Tia Mary. They were talking about the "service". Who was going to read the passages. My grandfather asked my tia if I could read them in Spanish. She said of course she could. She knows Spanish. ( I struggle in Spanish). I sat down behind them and looked around the room. On the bed there was a box full of Vicente Fernandez clippings. I asked if "He" liked Vicente and my Tia said that "He" did. Now who is "He".... I don't even know and it was my dream. My Uncle came in (who is 4 years younger then me... whoo hooo grandma and grandpa) and asked what we were doing. I said looking at hymns. I left the room. There was a hallway, it curved at each end. There were clay pots with red geraniums and then.... done.



Second Dream.

I dreamt a cousin if mine passed away from my dad's side. The funny thing was it was not him. I told myself in the dream it was not him... that he stood for something else. I raced through my dream looking for clues... I even asked the cousin who died in my dream what "he" represented...No one was sad... nor was I ... so in my dream I knew there was more... then I woke up.


Real Life.

My grandfather's brother had a heart attack yesterday. My grandfather is the oldest of his family. Two brothers and two sisters are still alive. His brother is diabetic as is he. He had lost a foot due to the diabetes and then went in yesterday with Cardiac Arrest. My dad's cousin was just laid to rest on Monday. Heart attack. He too was diabetic.

my eyes are heavy
my stamina is gone
days fly off the calendar like a summer wind
books pile up, magizines go unread
we have fun, but it seems to erased as fast as i can write
i need time to reflect
no more living in the now
it's too fast
not enriched
slow down... but the days of rest speed by
i have no more to say.

Our good friend graduated from the University of Redlands today. Despite the cold air and looming rain clouds it was so exciting to see him walk.

After seeing him cross the stage and sit back down we ducked into a room near the commencement to warm up. I loved the stencil patterns on the ceiling.

The architecture at the U of R is great.

I bought a new purse ... had to document it. I took the photo in route to M and M's parents.

You can see the San Bernardino Arrowhead from their front yard.