I did have a dream last night, or more accurately, while I was sleeping, I heard my daughter's voice saying "Okay, it's time...... It's time to go home."
Yes, I realize it was all me, in my dreams or sleep, hearing what I needed to hear, but it did give me enough hope to get up and go to work and make it through another day.
One thing came to mind on the drive home from work.... Dick is teaching me what it is like to be him. Well, without the blame shifting. Everything he has done, he has been able to blame on me... has broadcasted it everyone in court, in town, and even to my children.... I'm the closest thing he can see, being held responsible for his actions....
Okay, weird collection of thoughts... but I can tell you something, it must be damned lonely being him.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you.........
