Friday, July 10, 2015

The Truth Our Dreams Reveal

All you could hear in the stillness of the night was the sound of her heart beating. 

Something was wrong.

Something was very, very wrong.

She'd woken up from a sound sleep, pulled from a pleasant dream into a nightmarish hell that had her sweating in fear. Call it mother's intuition, call it paranoia, whatever. 

She jumped out of the bed and slowly, quietly crept down the hall way toward her son's room. Ignoring the "Do Not Enter" sign he had on the door, she opened it and looked at his bed.

It was empty.

Stifling a sob, she made her way to her daughter's room and, without bothering to be quiet, threw open the door. No one was there. In a full panic, she ran to the third bedroom, the room where her 6 month old son slept. 

Empty.

Crumbling to floor, an animalistic cry escaped from her throat. Where were her children? She allowed herself only a few moments of weakness, then she pulled herself together and went back to her bedroom to dress.

A mother bear knew where her cubs were.

Running down the steps, she stopped in the living room to grab her keys and purse., then she headed toward the garage. Slapping the opener, she jumped into her car, started it and slammed it into reverse. She peeled out of the driveway and sped away into the dawn, heading to the one place she hoped her children would be.

Arriving at her ex-husband's home, she ran toward the door, banging on it until SHE came to the door. 

"Are my kids here?" she asked?

Pushing the door open to let her in, his new bride stepped aside. She ran toward the room she knew was the kids' and opened it, finding them all sound asleep.

"Are you really cracking up? You knew this was his weekend."

"I......I had a nightmare I guess......" she said.

Heading back to her car, she slumped into the driver seat, sobbing tears of relief, as well as of bitter sadness at how her perfect family had fallen apart.

When she got back home, she curled up on the sofa, hugging one of the throw pillows and cried herself to sleep.

"Mommy? Mommy wake up!" came a little voice threw her sleepy haze.

Cracking open an eye, she saw her 8 year old daughter standing at the side of her bed. Confused, she rolled over and felt someone next to her. As she looked, her heart stopped. Her ex-husband lay in his spot in their old bed.

"Mommy, will you make waffles?" her daughter asked.

"Su....sure...." she said, uncertain of what was happening. "I'll be down in just a bit."

Her daughter shouted out "YAY" then headed to tell her 13 year old brother the good news. Laying back down, she felt his arm wrap around her.

"Morning, babe. You must have had one hell of a horrible dream last night. You were sobbing. I tried to wake you, but couldn't seem to. You okay?" 

Thinking back over everything, she'd realized what had happened. She'd gotten a glimpse of what she was doing to her family, how she was destroying it. She knew she needed to seek help for the issues she was having, that she was pushing everyone away. This nightmare served as a wake-up call to her.

Looking at her husband of 15 years, she stroked his face and said "Yea.....for the first time in a long, long time.....I'm perfect."

Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 12 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.  

My subject was "She'd gotten up in the middle of the night to find empty bed where there should have been full ones." and it was submitted by the lovely Robin from Someone Else's Genius. Thanks! Hope I did you proud.

Check out what my friends got and how they handled it by clicking the link below!


http://www.BakingInATornado.com                          Baking In A Tornado
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com                          Spatulas on Parade
http://dinoheromommy.com/                            Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://themomisodes.com                                          The Momisodes
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com                    The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
http://www.southernbellecharm.com                        Southern Belle Charm
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch               Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://thelieberfamily.com                                         The Lieber Family
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com                               Battered Hope
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                       Someone Else’s Genius
http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com                            Climaxed
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/                                 Sparkly Poetic Weirdo

7 comments:

  1. whoa...this was a nail biter and so full of emotions... great job.. I still worry about that, I get annoyed when AJ doesn't sleep then I get worried when I don't hear anything from him.

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  2. Great story. You really tapped into the stuff all moms' nightmares are made of.

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  3. How scary… Glad you woke up from it!

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  4. My heart was breaking. Glad you woke up!

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  5. Wow, I must say, my reaction may be different, but to me...this was beautiful. We get so caught up in life and miss those close to us. Well done.

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  6. That was way scary. I think I would flip the eff out. Love the plot twists, though!

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  7. Great twists! I think I would freak out if I woke up and found empty beds in my house. Actually two of my kids are away at camp this week and it's weird only putting one to bed at night!

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