Every now and then I will wake myself up talking in my sleep. This morning was one such morning. I dreamt of taking a nap. I know, a weird dream to have while sleeping. In my dream I realized I was dreaming about sleeping and woke up uttering the words, “People in comas have it made.” I have no idea what that means.
I’m the one that said it so I feel a need to reason it out. I was dreaming about sleeping and did not want to wake up. This day, this week, are going to be stressful. I woke up, walked downstairs, and found it it is even more stressful than I originally believed.
My wife informed me that she is covering a visit for a client at the time I am at the grocery store. I’m getting a later start to the grocery store because I have a morning visit. I also have an afternoon visit to do and would much prefer to leave here around 11:30 to do it, but that is no longer possible, and I don’t even know if any of it is possible anymore.
There is also the fact that this is my first Christmas without my father and my mother’s healthy is starting to decline at a startling pace. This is a tough Christmas to begin with and I also have to balance a business, kids, and my own sanity. Something is going to slip, and it is likely to be me.
I think I understand why I am jealous of people in comas. Life is easier that way. No worries, no cares, just the darkness of an endless and peaceful sleep. One that is a bit like time travel. Go into a coma and wake up a couple years later. It sounds nice on paper. The reality would be far different.
We need to live through the struggles. It is those parts of life that help us appreciate the good parts. I’m not sure I believe that. I don’t know what I believe right now. I just need to get through today.
David Huzzard Writes 