Dreaming It is morning; I have just woken. Greg/Tom (Greg is more prominent) is in bed next to me.
Tag: Family
Denial
Tom seems to be in complete denial that our relationship is coming to an end, which doesn’t make a great deal of sense to me, given that he’s shown me almost nothing but hatred for so long. Yesterday, he invited my sister and her family around for a barbecue. He got the paddling pool out…
Strength
My sisters are all very different, yet all have a similar streak. Control. They all control the people in their lives or their environment. Do I control? My children? No. I’m very easy-going with them. Men. No. They have controlled me. Housework. No. It always feels out of my control. I do control myself, and…
Eve
One of my favourite days of the year is Christmas Eve. For the past few years, my entire family has got together for a Christmas dinner at a restaurant. This year was a little quieter and less hectic than usual as not everyone could make it, but it was still lovely. The only downside to…
Trip
Just one month after his last excursion, Tom left for a ten-day skiing holiday this morning. Joining him are his brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephews; uncles, aunts, and cousins. His family. We, his partner, daughter, and step-children, weren’t invited. Again.
1705
Dreaming I am by an open wardrobe. There is a photo frame with a black-and-white photograph in it. The photograph is of a Victorian-looking woman. I know the photo and frame belong to previous residents of the house. I take the back off the frame to take the photo out and find a piece of…
Family
Dreaming I am at a family get-together; it is summer, and the feeling is very relaxed. I am inside taking photographs. I decide to take some of the people outside as the light would produce a better photo. Outside are Grandad, Justin, Dean, and some others. I sit on a picnic bench next to Justin. Ants are…
Behind
Tom went to visit his family today; he’ll be gone for five days. Other than having my family around tomorrow, I don’t really have anything planned for my Tom-free time – other than lots of counting down the hours until he’s home. I miss him already, but I also wish he hadn’t left me and…