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Two things on my mind at the moment

First

I just found out that one of my oldest daughter’s friends was injured in a really bad accident sometime within the past week. I don’t know many details but I think she’s going to be ok.

The only details of the accident that my daughter knew were that the driver, age 18 or 19, was drinking. The car flipped a couple of times and the driver took off. Never made sure if any of the other kids were ok or even thought about calling 911 for help. Just up and left to try and cover his own ass.

Guilt is guilt. He shouldn’t have been drinking to begin with much less driving. The other kids should’ve never got into the car with him under those conditions. I guess panic set in and he felt the need to run. CHICKEN SHIT FUCKER!!!

I don’t understand, as many people don’t, why kids choose to do some of the things that they do. Do they feel that the driver they came with is the driver they should leave with regardless of the circumstances? Loyalty? Do they fear the wrath of their parents if they were to call and ask for a ride? Do they think they will be ‘uncool’ if they choose not to get in the car with their friends? What goes through their minds in a case like this? Do they even think?

I’ve always tried to stress to my kids that if they EVER get into a situation where their ride or themselves have had too much to drink….PLEASE call me or SOMEONE to come get them. I’d rather be pissed because they are drinking than to have to ID their bodies. I can’t even wrap my mind around that thought.

Will my kids ever listen to that plea from me? Who knows? I can only hope and pray that they choose the right thing to do in any situation. So many kids don’t and they don’t get a second chance. This girl got lucky. I hope that she learned something from this.

Second

A couple of nights ago I had two very odd dreams involving my oldest daughter.

Normally I don’t remember dreams days after they take place but these stood out to me because they were different but yet the same.

Dream #1

I’m driving down the road, daughter is riding shotgun. We’re the only two in the car. I come to this place in the road that looks to be flooded. For whatever reason, I continue through the water. About halfway through, I realize something’s not right. Then I see this sign. The sign read ‘Something, Something Lake’. The water is steady rising up the car and I look at my daughter and tell her to take her seatbelt off. She still didn’t realize that we were in a lake. It was almost like slow motion. The car was still trudging along but sinking deeper and deeper. I tell her several more times to take her seatbelt off. I didn’t want to scare her by panicking. When it finally dawned on her what was happening, she looked at me with the most indescribable eyes I’ve ever seen and said "Mama, I can’t". I let go of the wheel and unhooked her seatbelt. As soon as the belt let go, I woke up.

Needless to say this dream had me fucked up. I got up and smoked a cigarette trying to shake it off. Stayed awake for a little while then went back to bed.

Dream #2

Me, oldest daughter and some guy were riding in this huge dump truck type thing.

We’re easing on down the road and this water appears in front of us. Me and my daughter just look at each other and kind of chuckle. I jokingly tell her that it’s going to be ok because this truck thing is so big, the water can’t be that deep. She looks at me as if to say ‘yeah right’ and I wake up.

Now, I’m thinking. What the hell was that all about? Two different dreams but basically the same. Strange.

Even stranger, same daughter as in my dreams, on the same night, had a dream that the bridge below our house flooded.

What’s up with all the water dreams????

 

1. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joy ride.

2. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.

3. When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

4. When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.

5. Let others know when they've invaded your territory.

6. Take naps, and stretch before rising.

7. Run, romp, and play daily.

8. Eat with gusto and enthusiasm.

9. Be loyal.

10. Never pretend to be something you're not.

11. If what you want is buried, dig until you find it.

12. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle! him or her gently.

13. Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

14. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

15. On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

16. When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

17. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

18. No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout... run right back and make friends.

 

THE HELL BOUND TRAIN

A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train.

The engine with murderous blood was damp
And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp;
An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones,
While the furnace rang with a thousand groans.

The boiler was filled with lager beer
And the devil himself was the engineer;
The passengers were a most motley crew-
Church member, atheist, Gentile, and Jew,

Rich men in broad cloth, beggars in rags,
Handsome young ladies, and withered old hags,
Yellow and black men, red, brown, and white,
All chained together-O God, what a sight!

While the train rushed on at an awful pace-
The sulphurous fumes scorched their hands and face;
Wider and wider the country grew,
As faster and faster the engine flew.
Louder and louder the thunder crashed
And brighter and brighter the lightning flashed;
Hotter and hotter the air became
Till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame.

And out of the distance there arose a yell,
"Ha, ha," said the devil, "we're nearing hell"
Then oh, how the passengers all shrieked with pain
And begged the devil to stop the train.
But he capered about and danced for glee,
And laughed and joked at their misery.
"My faithful friends, you have done the work
And the devil never can a payday shirk.

"You've bullied the weak, you've robbed the poor,
The starving brother you've turned from the door;
You've laid up gold where the canker rust,
And have given free vent to your beastly lust.
"You've justice scorned, and corruption sown,
And trampled the laws of nature down.
You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered, and lied,
And mocked at God in your hell-born pride.

"You have paid full fare, so I'll carry you through,
For it's only right you should have your due.
Why, the laborer always expects his hire,
So I'll land you safe in the lake of fire,

"Where your flesh will waste in the flames that roar,
And my imps torment you forevermore."
Then the cowboy awoke with an anguished cry,
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high.

Then he prayed as he never had prayed till that hour
To be saved from his sin and the demon's power;
And his prayers and his vows were not in vain,
For he never rode the hell-bound train.

-Anonymous

 

 

If we could all be so lucky