September’s Theme:
Songs and/or Dreams in 60 words exactly.
Favorite songs, least favorite songs, ear worms, songs you like to sing, songs you wish you could sing, songs that bring up happy or sad memories, songs from your past, songs from your car, songs you never tire of, songs you love to dance to (or would if you had someone to dance with), ethnic songs, songs you’ve written, why we sing.
Day dreams, night dreams, recurring dreams, nightmares, the hypnagogic state, dreams as in ambitions, dreams that came true, the meaning of dreams, your theory about how we can envision things in dreams we’ve never seen while awake, why we dream. Dreaming: We spend a good chunk of our lives doing it.
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This is also very sad. I’m hoping that your Mom found happiness, or contentment, or purpose, in things/ways that maybe you’re not aware of.
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Yes, it is unfair. I like Helen’s way of thinking..
My mother developed dementia just a few years after my father died. I think the isolation/loneliness hastens it.
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So sad. But this is a beautifully written piece, CW.
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What Indigo said.
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