One of the worst Fridays ever. Actually, I could think of a worse time, but this has been one of the worst ones in a while.
My grandfather is getting worse. I pray, but I know that God should take him. I don’t want him to suffer anymore. And I think he’s ready. The worst part: If he dies, my mother is going alone. So I will not even be able to be at his funeral. Our cars are currently in no shape to take the trip, which means my mother will fly alone and most likely stay for a little over a week…
I had a bad dream today when I decided to take a nap- Considering the day couldn’t get any worse.
I can’t really remember the dream except the Scream. I was screaming and I woke up. I was sweating… and my hands were clenched so tight I had nail marks on my palms.
I don’t know if my bad dream just went along with everything I have been worrying about or everything that has been on my mind…
But I do know that it portrayed exactly how I felt. I want to scream.