Dream – Homeless Mama

 

My Mikey, I love you

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I don’t know if my conscience is just playing around with me or what have you…..I had a bad dream.  I’m not sure WHEN I had the dream.  I know that sounds crazy, but it doesn’t seem like it’s that fresh in my mind, but I’m thinking of it.

To explain my dream, I have to back it up with a little bit of what’s going on in real life right now.

Mama pulled a young-adult thing to do, concerning her home.  The taxes are WAY behind, and her house has been put up for auction.  She has since put a hefty down payment on the back bill.  Another of the same approximate size is due on the 15th of this month, which is only two days away.

To make matters worse on my end, I’ve been battling all kinds of negative emotions about Mama, among a few others in my life, lately.  I even wrote and recorded a song about it.  I think that’s why I had this dream.  To remind me of my current priorities.  Yes, it’s important in the long run to make my mother see what damage she does to her family, but it’s more important to be a good son right now.  I need to be as supportive as I can be, because she’s facing health issues and facing losing her home.

Sometimes, I wish we all knew how to act more like adults are supposed to act.

We’re going to go see Memaw pretty soon, then My Mikey and I are going to visit Lola.  We will not be stuck there, because our car is working.  Tiffany knows we’re going, so all is well, that way, too.  Of course, Mama doesn’t know, but she’ll live.

Everyone take care.

Love,

Jack