Last night I had a dream that I was at a huge funeral with all my cousins. There was something I was supposed to do, or present at the end that I was like a minute late for and the Church Basement Ladies had already found someone else when I showed. My Aunt Ina was there and she was whispering funny, embarrasing stories about all the Church Basement Ladies in my ear to make me feel better.
Things this dream tells me: I miss my family. Which I knew. I am supper sad to be missing my cousin’s baby shower this weekend. And my Aunt Ina is looking out for me from the Hereafter. Which is, uh, actually kind of weird.
I am mostly recovered from yesterday’s dramatic meltdown. Although I have to say, 2009 has just been kind of an awful year. It’s definitely had it’s good points, but I couldn’t say with any authority that those have outweighed the bad. Ugh.
Here’s something nice:
Macedonian Apron Designs. So bright and pretty!
(Picture from a geneaology website, captioned “with her aunt Ina.”)