Walter's body clock is about 10:30 to bed and up at 5 in the moring. My body clock has me staying up later and also sleeping later.
When I went to bed last night I was dreaming a horrible dream about my youngest sister, Sally, who was killed in a car accident at age 41 in 1995.
In the dream I was at the accident scene and the 'jaws of life' had competed the job of prying the top of the car off to get Sally out and just before I would have had to see her a sound woke me. I sat up in bed at 3:00 a.m. and I felt Elvis in the room. I believe he was sent to chase the horrific scene away before it became visual in the dream. When I went back to sleep it was gone and when I woke this morning I could clearing see every detail of the little car Sally was driving and what it looked like and not knowing whether she was alive or not and the small crowd of people gathered at the intersection and the concern on their faces.
I am thankful that I did not see the visual. The casket was closed.
I am allowed to remember her as the loving mom to her ten children and the prettiest smile she had no matter what stressors she may have neen experiencing in her life. She was the best sister I could ever hope for and I miss her very, very much.
Thank you, Elvis, for chasing the bad picture away. I know it was you because there is a special feeling in the air in whatever room you are in and it does not matter the reason for you needing to visit me.
73smile
