Lost Memory

I had a horrible dream last night.

I'd forgotten a year of my life.

Worse, I'd forgotten a year of my children's lives.

In my dream, I went to sleep - that's how you know you're tired - and when I woke, Joseph and Elizabeth were a year older. I freaked out. Of course. I asked Chad how they could be older. He looked at me like I was insane.

It's a look I know all too well.

He told me that I'd been with them the whole year.  I ran to my computer and sure enough...I'd blogged per usual.  (Yes, I dream about blogging. Obsessed much?) But I couldn't remember any of the events mentioned in my blogs.

It was awful.

And probably brought on by this picture.

When I looked at it, I said, "Wow...when did you guys hold a monkey?"

Followed by...
"Wait...that's me!!!! When did I hold a monkey?!?!"

Because, really, isn't that something one should remember?


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