Friday, July 30, 2010

dreams and things

Well, grampa is home again. Grandma is taking care of him as well as she can. He's doing a lot better than she is, though. She's kind of up and down. She's just not herself. I keep praying for her restoration.

So after seeing Inception (twice), I started a dream journal. For the past few years of my life, I feel like I haven't been remembering any of my dreams. So I decided to be intentional about it. The last two mornings I have successfully recorded whatever I remembered dreaming. Here is what I have so far:


-walk into a house,party, a guy from -edited for privacy haha- is there, alone, sketchy looking

kent,Kenny, playing game involving lowering your pants and sitting on the ground.

I realize my pants are falling off so I join in their game. Kent is so happy to see me—(he cries?)

I would just like to comment on this dream---it was not weird at all that we were playing the no pants game. it was really normal.


-teaching at a school

-had to take a wooden raft/boat to get to the gym

-one of my students said, “I could tell we were both different. I knew we would get along.”

*there was way way more to this dream, but these are specifics that I could recall.

Yesterday I saw a hitchhiker. Wearing a hippie-looking jacket. With long hair. In Wheaton, IL.

It was awesome.

Friday, July 23, 2010


My grampa was able to go home on Sunday, but my grandma has barely been able to take care of him because of how severely depressed she is.

So I just woke up a few minutes ago and my mom called and said to pray because grampa was being taken to the hospital. All I know is that someone had to call 911 from my grandparents' house in Elgin, and my mom called me on her way to whatever hospital is around there.

Anyways, my point is, please join me in prayer!

God is good.

Friday, July 16, 2010


I just want to give a quick update about my grampa: He's doing so much better!

When I last posted, he was feeling very nauseous and throwing up--which, we found out, was because his stomach was "off." When they took out his spleen, they had to take out his stomach as well (and put it back in, of course), which put his stomach in shock and it turned off.

So then they put a tube up his nose, and down his throat, into his stomach to suck up all the stuff sitting in there making him nauseous. That tube would have to stay there until his stomach decided to turn back on.

We were praying for a miracle: a bowel movement. Yes, that's right. Well, after walking 2 laps around the 6th floor, he decided to take a trip to the bathroom. After about 5 minutes, we heard, "Good news in here!" coming from the bathroom.

HE POOPED! My grandma actually jumped up and started doing a jig. We were yelling and dancing. THANK GOD HE POOPED!

So yesterday he got the tube taken out and is feeling so much better now that his stomach works.

Thank you for your prayers! God is good, no matter what.

Monday, July 12, 2010


Whoever reads this post, please pray for my grampa. It's day 4 after his splenectomy and he's not doing well. He's out of the ICU, but is feeling very sick and weak--he threw up, but the reason is not clear. My grandma is struggling with depression and anxiety attacks and has been staying at our house. Please pray for healing and strength.

Thursday, July 8, 2010


Today, I was in a very unusual online shopping mood.

And I thought I'd share some of the things I have on a wish list...

(the pants---they're pink. i don't normally go for pink pants, but i really like the look of these.)

So, what do you think?