I have been dreaming of mum again. Only she is messing up my house! LOL. I dreamt that she was at our house, only it was really run down (not true), and her good china was sitting on the side of the kitchen sink dirty. Everyone had eaten and I hadn't. She was laying on the couch smoking. She died from lung cancer. I just had my last smoke Monday night, this will make the 4th time I'm trying to quit. I have 3 strikes against me for cancer risk, dad with esophogeal, mum with lung and grandmother with breast. So I figured I'd better quit for good this time. I dream about mum a lot lately, must be she is telling me something, but not sure what. She knew I was angry at my sister last night, so she was there to tell me it was ok to be mad.
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