I've never dreamed about my dad but he's always in my days. He comes to me in his words of wisdom, sayings that are sometimes silly or sometimes wise. I wouldn't bother to try to count often I start a sentence with the words "well, as my dad would always say". And I love it. It always makes me smile 💖
It's interesting how we seem to remember them and appreciate them more as we grow older. I guess when we're young, we're too busy to see how much it matters.
What a beautiful story. I enjoy hearing where (and “when”) your writing inspiration comes from, Dascha. I like to think that story ideas are always kind of floating around us, and that they follow us to sleep and are there lingering when we wake.
I've never dreamed about my dad but he's always in my days. He comes to me in his words of wisdom, sayings that are sometimes silly or sometimes wise. I wouldn't bother to try to count often I start a sentence with the words "well, as my dad would always say". And I love it. It always makes me smile 💖
It's interesting how we seem to remember them and appreciate them more as we grow older. I guess when we're young, we're too busy to see how much it matters.
I love the idea of exploring our psyches by chatting with dream versions of parents!
It's pretty cool. I'd love it!
What a beautiful story. I enjoy hearing where (and “when”) your writing inspiration comes from, Dascha. I like to think that story ideas are always kind of floating around us, and that they follow us to sleep and are there lingering when we wake.
I think they are, but I don't always remember in the morning, so I have to at least get the bones down when they strike at night.
I hear you. I’ve learned to always write them down...I can never remember in the morning! 🤣
Love this story of Mom dreams.
You, know, as I was posting this, I thought of you. I think you know why. 🤗