Journal TimTheFoolMan's Journal: Dream Remembered
Today, a conversation in the office reminded me of a dream I had approx 10 years ago. My 14 year-old was about 3-4, and I dreamt he was climing on an I-beam at a high-rise construction site.
Being terrified of heights, I was crawling along the I-beam on my stomach, trying to get him. Unfortunately, he slipped and fell before I could get there, and I awoke with the terrifying memory of seeing his face clearly, growing ever smaller as he fell.
The guilt I felt over being too afraid to get to him quickly was intermixed with a sense of wishing I had jumped after him, and at least held him in my arms prior to our deaths.
Sometimes, being a parent really stinks.
Tim
Being terrified of heights, I was crawling along the I-beam on my stomach, trying to get him. Unfortunately, he slipped and fell before I could get there, and I awoke with the terrifying memory of seeing his face clearly, growing ever smaller as he fell.
The guilt I felt over being too afraid to get to him quickly was intermixed with a sense of wishing I had jumped after him, and at least held him in my arms prior to our deaths.
Sometimes, being a parent really stinks.
Tim
