I’ve been losing my mind again. I feel like I did at the beginning of quarantine; I am up, I am down, lashing out, and kinda going out of my mind. Life seems settled, and we are in a happy place, so what could be the reason? Why am I having nightmares?
I would like to pay homage to Dr. King and write my own speech about a dream … my dream. One that I hope and pray will come true before I die. A speech that will only be heard by me reading it aloud. A dream I want to share with you, my children, grandchildren, and the world.
I woke up at 6:30 am from an amazing dream. It was beautiful and I was grateful, but still, I cried. I had dreamt of my friend, Teri who passed away last September. This isn’t the first time I have heard from her.
Prior to the start of every new year, seems to be the time when we reflect on our lives. We think about the past year and start to wonder what we want moving forward. In order to think about what our hopes will be for the upcoming year, we need to go back. Looking back on 2018 isn’t easy for me.