The Sweetness of Love is any Kind of Onion

Peeling those layers will surely make you cry, will you keep at it or are you worth more then all those tears?

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

English 102 Journal Entry Two
February 2nd, 2011

Dreamers, Midnights, Buttons and Tabby Cats.

I was having a fitful night of sleep and more livid than usual dreams. I dreamt of black and white sheep that rolled into ninjas who were trying to kill me, unsuccessfully I might add. I dreamt of floating under a bridge and gazing up at a colorful mosaic. It was so peaceful. The water reflected as water does on the night blue, azure and teal tiles. Then I dreamt of her. My poor lost kitty. She had been missing for almost a month; I assumed she had been eaten by our neighborhood fox. I dreamt of her little head, spread in half, in a large yowl at the window, pleading to come in. Then I woke up. I felt very strange and looked at the clock, it was 2am. I fell right back to sleep and dreamt no more….
                In the morning when I was woken up by my son I was already 7! I was running really late, my alarm didn’t wake me up as it always does. It was like I slept in a trance… I got ready as fast as I could snap snaps and button buttons! I gave my son a kiss and ran down the steps two at a time! Almost down I looked up and there just as in my dream I saw my beautiful lost kitty’s face, wide in a great big yowl. I screamed, “TOKER! TOKER! OH MY GOD! TOKER!” I was sure she was dead and gone, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, what was happening as I flew the door open and scooped her into my arms. I cried with grins and "thank yous" to whoever could hear! My parent’s stood at the top of the stairs with my son Bear. They couldn’t believe it either. I carried her upstairs and we all petted her and gave her kisses. Bear kept saying, “Toker’s home, she got eaten by a fox!” I agreed with him that this couldn’t be happening….
                What does it mean that my dreams come true? This has happened before. It always catches me off guard... I don’t know… I do know though, that Midnight Toker is home and a piece of my heart has returned to its place.
                Oh did I mention we had already gotten another cat…!!

Anna Krichbaum Geller

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