As a mother raising three teenagers, somehow I keep myself together despite all of the drama. I wish I could say that about my dreams. Lately they have had an overlying theme: panic!
Last night, I dreamt that I was in high school again trying to get ready for PE, but I couldn't find my locker, I couldn't find my clothes, and by the time I had it all together, the class was over!
With the stress I have been under I would expect to be falling apart, but I guess due to getting plenty of rest, eating regularly, taking vitamins, and keeping to my routines, I manage to hold it together. Or perhaps it is Divine intervention? Whatever it is, I am grateful!
