And the News is…

Good. Mostly. Since December, so much has changed. I can’t even get into all of that. Shortlist.

  • After a very strong Christmas season, changing business model
  • Healthwise, got better, then much worse, then better that the worse, but not as better as before.
  • Can now walk up to a mile unassisted. Big deal.
  • Sister had twin newborns at the end of May.
  • I’ve had to take 6 hours off my daily schedule to allow for time with Sister’s older twins.

I’m on a health and personal economic down-swing. Seeing a new doctor on Friday, paying cash of course. It’s a pain management specialist, because living with this pain has become a special challenge. And because my sister and my mother are insisting. I’m pretty sure the doctors will say the same thing they have always said and I will have wasted my money.

But maybe if a DOCTOR tells the world I need to rest, and heal, for about a year before I can expect the pain to abate, everyone will listen when I say it. Or I’ll stop saying yes to helping everyone else with their problems before I help myself with my own life.

I did have this great dream though. I dreamt that some friends and I went to the Orleans in Las Vegas together, and that they were having some unusual problems that made our stay less than enjoyable. But because the cashier had cashed some $50,000 insurance check I’d brought (who gets insurance checks for $50k? But whatever), we could afford to go stay in adjoining suites at “theHotel” at Mandalay Bay, my favorite hotel a ways up the Strip.

We were about to leave when I woke up, but here’s the weird thing.

That $50k thing kept coming up. And in the dream, I had this second awareness that said felt that this had happened somewhere in the past, so where was the money in my life today?

I woke up feeling like there’s some money that was coming to me from a past success that simply has not arrived yet… and it felt impending, like it’s About to happen. And I couldn’t get away from thinking of it in that amount.

So, since this type of weird premonition has come true on so many other occasions, I thought I’d record it here. Pray for me!

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About the Author

My name is Love refers to the poetic expression of my Yoruba name. Literally it's closer to "I loved her since she was in my belly" or less crudely "I loved her since she was created". Poetic translation, "loved since conception." Which is fitting because when I love, that's how I love. This blog is a personal recounting of all the things I love, people past and present, places, things, hobbies, life.

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