dream

I had a dream the other night. or maybe it was more of a nightmare than anything.

I had woken up and looked over at my son who was lying very still. I assumed he was asleep until i saw how pale he looked. I rushed out of bed and called out ot him. Dupri wake up. he just shook under my arms. i kept shaking him but he wouldnt wake up. the nightmare then cut to the funeral. But i was putting him on top of his dad. and then i could see that i was broken, torn, a mess. i couldn't deal with the loss of my husband and one of my children. i had to send pearl away because i couldnt even look after myself.

i woke up for real and pearl was already awake. i looked over ot dupri and he was pale and very still. i told pearl to go and wake him up. she went over to him 'pri wake up' she shook him. he didnt move. 'pri wake up' a little louder. and then his eyes fluttered. man was i happy. i was so relieved that the dream wasn't true. i didnt want it to be true. i couldnt stand it. i just got up and gave dupri a really big hug.

so yeah tha was my dream. not a very nice one for a parent.