maherwoman
Well-Known Member
Hey guys,
Something interesting about me: I have prophetic dreams. I had a dream about Drew saying goodbye the night before she passed. Last night, I had a dream about my dad doing the same thing...and it was so sweet and touching...
I woke up in tears. Here's why...
My dad is married to a woman (not my mother) that is really hard on him. She's got a daughter that has been addicted to all kinds of drugs for half her life (she's about 32 now, the daughter), and Marie, my stepmother, completely enables her to do so. She's held my stepsister on a pedestal her whole life, due to her son being hit by a drunk driver when he was only 10...and thereby lavishing all that attention (that she would've given her son, as well as the attention she would give her daughter) on her.
So, Marie is obsessed with proving to the world that her daughter is fine, just a little misguided and crazy (as a personality trait). Her daughter's now had a son that has obvious mental problems due to the fact that his mother was on drugs while he was in the womb. He has what most people would term "crack baby syndrome", but Marie won't face it and get him the help he needs. He won't acknowledge people, won't look them in the eye, flies off the handle (sometimes in a dangerous way either to himself or to others)...and when we're visiting, I make sure Em's in mine or Danny's sight (or my dad's, because I know he'll take care of her, too) the entire time, just to be sure we're there in case something happens with Ethan (the son).
My stepsister is an interesting person...she's been on drugs so long, you can see it. She's got a heart bigger than most people's combined, and loves those around her with an obvious passion. She's actually been more there for me than my own sisters...so I love her deeply and worry for her...but I also face the reality of the fact that she's been a drug fiend more years than not, and probably doesn't even know what it would be like to be straight anymore.
But...my dad is going through the stress of Marie being obsessed with proving Danielle (my stepsister) is really just "going through a hard time" and taking care of Ethan, who is at their house full time now, every single day and night...and only stays with his mother for maybe a couple hours each weekend. Danielle lives in the guest house on the same property as my dad and Marie, so my dad has to handle not just the stress of having a child over that is just unable to be dealt with, but also the constant danger of having someone next door (within a few yards of the side door of their house) that's been violent many times, is constantly on drugs, and you just don't know what'll happen with her. When the police are looking for someone, they storm the house, because they know Danielle by name. There have been other violent people that have pulled a gun on her and Marie, have beat up Danielle horribly, have tried to get violent with my dad (who is a stunningly intimidating person, at almost 6' in height, and a stocky stature, with a bald head to boot), who is 56 now. He just doesn't deserve this stress.
So, last night, I had a dream about my father, who has high blood pressure, has had two (or three, sometimes he doesn't tell us when he's had one) heart attacks, is on about six different medications for MAJOR health issues...and in my dream he said goodbye to me. I worry for him every single day of my life, and cry in a heartbeat about him leaving me. He's the ONLY person in my family that loves me unconditionally (and that's not just a dramatic way to put it...it's plain truth)...I don't know what I'll do when he passes...I'll be so alone in my family...
Anyway, I woke up after this dream, crying, and made a decision. We're about to move into a house that has at least three bedrooms...and I realized we can offer him that third room, to stay with us as long as he needs. Whether it be for a couple weeks to get away from this entirely-too-stressful life he leads, or in a semi-permanent basis, until he finds a job and his own place here in California (he lives in Las Vegas). I called Danny to be sure he'd be comfortable with it, even though I knew he'd be totally fine with it, considering my dad's a really amazing person, and wouldn't be any trouble at all to live with. Then, after getting the expected go-ahead, called my dad.
I let him know how things are going financially (haven't been able to call him for a couple weeks here), that we are planning to move by or around the 1st of Dec into a house with at least three bedrooms (and that the third bedroom would be set up as a guest bedroom, comfortable for someone to stay as long as they liked), and that finances are going so well that there would be MORE than enough to buy the extra food he would need while here (extra being more than food for the three of us).
My dad really liked the idea...and said he would not only keep it in mind, but probably take us up on it. I told him my dream, and started crying while telling him, and he said, "Oh, Honey...don't worry...I'm strong and I'm hanging in there..." and continued to reassure me he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon...but that he will take us up on this offer when the time is right. I also let him know not to wait until things are desperate, but to try to get out of there sooner. He's had his two (that I know of) heart attacks while living there, so I know it's too much stress...and wanted to let him know not to wait for a third...but to just get out as soon as he could. I let him know how soon we're moving, and that if he needed, he could even just come here before then...our doors are open to him. I let him know how comfortable we are with it, and he replied, "I am, too...you guys are easy to stay with!" I can't tell you how much that warms my heart.
With all he's done for us, this is the LEAST I can offer him...and I hope he takes us up on it soon.
Pray for my dad, guys...I know now that I'm doing every single thing I can to help him get out of a horrible, horrible situation...I just pray that it's in time for him to live out his years in peace. He's had such a hard time...I just want him to be happy...
So, please keep him in your prayers. He deserves an amazing life, and if something were to happen where he were incapacitated, I wouldn't hesitated to try to transport him here to take care of him. Again, it's the least I could do...
Hugs to you all, and your families and loved ones...
Rosie*
Something interesting about me: I have prophetic dreams. I had a dream about Drew saying goodbye the night before she passed. Last night, I had a dream about my dad doing the same thing...and it was so sweet and touching...
I woke up in tears. Here's why...
My dad is married to a woman (not my mother) that is really hard on him. She's got a daughter that has been addicted to all kinds of drugs for half her life (she's about 32 now, the daughter), and Marie, my stepmother, completely enables her to do so. She's held my stepsister on a pedestal her whole life, due to her son being hit by a drunk driver when he was only 10...and thereby lavishing all that attention (that she would've given her son, as well as the attention she would give her daughter) on her.
So, Marie is obsessed with proving to the world that her daughter is fine, just a little misguided and crazy (as a personality trait). Her daughter's now had a son that has obvious mental problems due to the fact that his mother was on drugs while he was in the womb. He has what most people would term "crack baby syndrome", but Marie won't face it and get him the help he needs. He won't acknowledge people, won't look them in the eye, flies off the handle (sometimes in a dangerous way either to himself or to others)...and when we're visiting, I make sure Em's in mine or Danny's sight (or my dad's, because I know he'll take care of her, too) the entire time, just to be sure we're there in case something happens with Ethan (the son).
My stepsister is an interesting person...she's been on drugs so long, you can see it. She's got a heart bigger than most people's combined, and loves those around her with an obvious passion. She's actually been more there for me than my own sisters...so I love her deeply and worry for her...but I also face the reality of the fact that she's been a drug fiend more years than not, and probably doesn't even know what it would be like to be straight anymore.
But...my dad is going through the stress of Marie being obsessed with proving Danielle (my stepsister) is really just "going through a hard time" and taking care of Ethan, who is at their house full time now, every single day and night...and only stays with his mother for maybe a couple hours each weekend. Danielle lives in the guest house on the same property as my dad and Marie, so my dad has to handle not just the stress of having a child over that is just unable to be dealt with, but also the constant danger of having someone next door (within a few yards of the side door of their house) that's been violent many times, is constantly on drugs, and you just don't know what'll happen with her. When the police are looking for someone, they storm the house, because they know Danielle by name. There have been other violent people that have pulled a gun on her and Marie, have beat up Danielle horribly, have tried to get violent with my dad (who is a stunningly intimidating person, at almost 6' in height, and a stocky stature, with a bald head to boot), who is 56 now. He just doesn't deserve this stress.
So, last night, I had a dream about my father, who has high blood pressure, has had two (or three, sometimes he doesn't tell us when he's had one) heart attacks, is on about six different medications for MAJOR health issues...and in my dream he said goodbye to me. I worry for him every single day of my life, and cry in a heartbeat about him leaving me. He's the ONLY person in my family that loves me unconditionally (and that's not just a dramatic way to put it...it's plain truth)...I don't know what I'll do when he passes...I'll be so alone in my family...
Anyway, I woke up after this dream, crying, and made a decision. We're about to move into a house that has at least three bedrooms...and I realized we can offer him that third room, to stay with us as long as he needs. Whether it be for a couple weeks to get away from this entirely-too-stressful life he leads, or in a semi-permanent basis, until he finds a job and his own place here in California (he lives in Las Vegas). I called Danny to be sure he'd be comfortable with it, even though I knew he'd be totally fine with it, considering my dad's a really amazing person, and wouldn't be any trouble at all to live with. Then, after getting the expected go-ahead, called my dad.
I let him know how things are going financially (haven't been able to call him for a couple weeks here), that we are planning to move by or around the 1st of Dec into a house with at least three bedrooms (and that the third bedroom would be set up as a guest bedroom, comfortable for someone to stay as long as they liked), and that finances are going so well that there would be MORE than enough to buy the extra food he would need while here (extra being more than food for the three of us).
My dad really liked the idea...and said he would not only keep it in mind, but probably take us up on it. I told him my dream, and started crying while telling him, and he said, "Oh, Honey...don't worry...I'm strong and I'm hanging in there..." and continued to reassure me he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon...but that he will take us up on this offer when the time is right. I also let him know not to wait until things are desperate, but to try to get out of there sooner. He's had his two (that I know of) heart attacks while living there, so I know it's too much stress...and wanted to let him know not to wait for a third...but to just get out as soon as he could. I let him know how soon we're moving, and that if he needed, he could even just come here before then...our doors are open to him. I let him know how comfortable we are with it, and he replied, "I am, too...you guys are easy to stay with!" I can't tell you how much that warms my heart.
With all he's done for us, this is the LEAST I can offer him...and I hope he takes us up on it soon.
Pray for my dad, guys...I know now that I'm doing every single thing I can to help him get out of a horrible, horrible situation...I just pray that it's in time for him to live out his years in peace. He's had such a hard time...I just want him to be happy...
So, please keep him in your prayers. He deserves an amazing life, and if something were to happen where he were incapacitated, I wouldn't hesitated to try to transport him here to take care of him. Again, it's the least I could do...
Hugs to you all, and your families and loved ones...
Rosie*
