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Reality: I had spent three long hellish days of no sleep caring for my twenty-two month old son who'd decided that our couch was a diving board and the floor was a pool. His sprained wrist and elbow had been keeping him up at night, and his cries had been awaking his seven month old brother. None of us had had any sleep, but we still needed groceries. So, when daddy got home from working his midnight shift, I left the kids in his care and drove the car to the store -- my pocketbook and list of errands in hand. Unfortunately it was noontime and there must have been some bizarre rush on Nutramigen because the first two stores I went to were out of the baby formula. At the third store I struck gold, there were six cans of Nutramigen, Huggies pull-ups for my eldest, Pampers for the youngest, milk, eggs, juice and some cheese and I was on my way back home. Hotter and more tired than when I began. About three miles from home I ran out of gas. The car just stopped moving and I realized I had forgotten to fill up. The first item on my list of errands. So, I trudged out of the car, leaving my flashers on and locking up the vehicle knowing that I was just two miles from the gas station on the corner. About a 1/4 mile down the road a passing car hailed me. Low and behold, it was Lisa from my dream, the woman I rarely thought about during high school and even less since. Until last night, until the dream. She happened to have a carload of kids, and a gas container. Thankfully, she took my $20 and got some gas while I walked back to the car. When she returned I was hot, frustrated, but thankful that she'd happened along. We exchanged the basic niceties of people who really had little in common except that they attended the same high school, and I put Lisa out of my mind again. Go To Page: 1 2
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