Dream #1131

My home is filled with love, each Sunday Mother and Father stumble from their bed to the breakfast I've prepared. The cat perches on the couch, and we go about our sunday routine. Mother Nanette and I in the garden pulling weeds and spreading mulch as father watches from the porch engulfed in his paper. After dinner Mother perfects my French and we curl up on the couch settled in front of a Movie. I stopped taking my antidepressants, my new family renewed my heart and sense of life. I find myself happy in the circle of family I've acquired. Mother and Father Kiss a lot and are always so very in love, Mother's cancer never came back and we host our very own Christmas holidays. Slowly but surely Mother and Father found their way around parenthood and the hole in their family has been filled with love. We're happy




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