Regrets.

I had a dream the other night that was all about regret. A vivid and graphic dream about BIG UGLY feelings of regret. One of those dreams where you wake up from it and totally feel the feelings that the dream invoked.

It made for a very unsettled day the next day.

Since then I have been thinking about the dream. I strongly believe that our dreams represent something to us, therefore I tend to analyze them. I wonder what it is that I regret or think I will regret. I have never really had any thoughts of regret in regards to my life or the choices I have made. 

It makes me wonder what provoked the dream.

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Totally loving Japanese Washi tape right now. These will be heading to my mailbox soon!

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I love her designs and blog!

Now she has an Etsy shop where you can purchase printable packaging and stationary, how totally cool is that!

First day of school!

They look happy about it don't they?

Don't be fooled, I think Darrell said something related to farting to make them laugh.

Also, please ignore my unsightly yard...it is on our list of home projects.

Last, C. & A. are at their Mom's this week so I have no pictures of them on their way to school :(

Happy Birthday Mom.

 

My mom is 78 today.

Happy Birthday Mom. I love you.

This boy.

 
My J. He never ceases to amaze and astound me.

The 2 weeks that he was at the beach he got up every morning by 7am so that he could walk with his Grandma.

Mom has a little trouble walking. She has severe arthritis and has had both knees and both hips replaced. She is a little unsteady and very unsure when she walks, especially on uneven ground. J. made sure that he was there next to her the entire way.
One morning she had a bad nosebleed, an annoying side effect to being on Coumadin, and J. ran all the way back to the house to get my brother AND tissues for her.

The reason he amazes and astounds me though is how different he can be, moment by moment. He can be amazingly helpful one minute and the next minute he won't even get himself a glass of water.

Last night he cleared the dinner table and took out the garbage without anyone asking him to do it.
Today he wouldn't put the milk back in the refridgerator after breakfast.

You just never know with this boy.

Update.

  
The week that we came back from the beach (July 26th), T.'s tics came back with a vengeance.
I am not sure if it is because he was at the beach with my parents but not with me, if he was getting apprehensive about school starting, or if it is the natural ebb and flow of this syndrome. Regardless, they came back and they came back hard, head thrashing to the point of giving him headaches.
We increased his Tenex to 1 pill in the AM & 1 pill in the PM. Finally, after about a week, it seems the medicine is starting to work and his tics are calming down. I am so thankful. Thankful for a wonderful doctor and thankful for the right medicine.