I had my endoscopy and after a night of surfing you tube videos and watching so many ladies with complications, I was ready to throw in the Gastric Sleeve towel.
Well, I reminded myself not to make decisions during stressful times and I laid down and took a nap. While I was sleeping, I was dreaming about a friend of mine who is emotionally tied to a man who is just so bad for her. While he is not a physical abuser, he is a drunk and a drug addict. He adds nothing to her life but trauma.
In the dream, she was laying in a bed across from me and she was laying facing this boyfriend. Meanwhile, on the bed just on the other side of her, there was a good guy. Nicely dressed, calm, patient and loving and he was just waiting for her to see him. But she was focused so heavily on the guy in front of her that she couldn't see the nice guy.
I woke up saying, "You have to let go of the crap you are holding
onto, to have hands free to grasp the good that is waiting." I feel like
I was spoken to by my inner ME.
And I know that a dream is not merely a movie or commercial that plays briefly in my head, it is my own mind telling me things about my life, if I am willing to listen.
I am still Sleeveward Bound.
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