The Magic Word

Years ago, somebody told me “no one wants to hear about what happens in your dreams.” I have never forgotten that. I think I started keeping them to myself more often than not since that moment. But sometimes dreams are just too crazy not to share.  It’s good to know you’re not the only one with deranged thoughts.

I also remember being told that if you die in your dreams you die in real life. Then one night I saw myself perish in a plane crash and well, I am still here, so clearly I am God. Or Jesus, or Jesus’ sister. Wait did Jesus have a sister? I know he had brothers, I bet he did but the bible writers were all “nah, let’s keep it just the guys.” Typical.

The past few months I have had some gnarly dreams. Most of them revolve around something bad happening to Kaili, really bad, scary things. I will spare you the details because…well “no one wants to hear about what happens in your dreams.”  I assume it’s because my hormones are all cray, but they make me want to bind her with bubble wrap and keep her from growing up. Because there is NO way I am letting her  do anything alone and I am going to follow her around until she goes to college.

For now I will relish  in this video. My most favorite word ever.

The Magic Word video

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