Friday, March 19, 2010
Fragments of my memories made me think of a particular nightmare I had as a child and was a reoccuring nightmare well into my adult years.
I haven't had it in probably 20 or 30 years and I hope the thinking of it doesn't bring them back.
Somewhere during the middle of my sleep I would begin to see a small grain of sand on a countertop and when I tried to brush it off it would slowly develop into more sand and more sand until it completely took over my realm of vision.
It threatened to suffocate the last breath from me.
I would wake screaming, heart poundling and drenched with sweat. Momma would usually say something like "Good God George go see about her, she's had a nightmare" at which time my Daddy would come in and sit with me and talk to me and I'd eventually be able to go on back to sleep but only by getting sleepy from hearing his voice first.
What do they mean? And why do we have them over and over?
My husband said he had certain nightmares as a child that would cause such violent reactions that he had to on several occasions be taken to the hospital to be treated.
Today I usually wake with something either very funny, very quirky or very sweet on my mind and I can more times than not recall in pretty good detail the fragments of my nighttime adventures.
Sure hope you slept well last night! And I wish you all a great weekend!
Posted by Mollye at 6:32 AM