So i have to share thisll be a long post..... most of the time when I sleep, I dont dream. Here lately Ive been stressed with normal everyday life things, and most of all worrying about this little girl Ill be giving birth to soon. Anyways, im not fortunate as most of you, all of my grandparents have passed. Last week I had an over emotional night, and I dreamt of my grandfather Chittle Saylor. He was younger and walking a little girl down a dirt rd. This may seem ridiculous, but the last dream I had of him, both him, and my grandmother sat at the edge of my bed and let me know everything would be okay. Im not sure what it meant, but i surely wish they could be here to meet daisy. Appreciate your grandparents while theyre still here. I love you pop pop Chittle Ill never forget you from your cowboy boots to your cowboy hat and your big belt buckles, or the night I slept in the rocking chair with you because aunt sandy and aunt diane were snoring too loud. I love you and Ill make sure daisy knows how much you mean to me even though our time to know each other was cut short.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 12:41:44 +0000
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