While I am trying to put this out of my mind during the day time, during the night time my subconscious takes over.
The other night I dreamed that I was in the backseat of a car and Coby was in the driver's seat driving without a seatbelt. It was very dark outside with very few street-lamps on. He was driving so fast sideswiping other cars and buildings. Each time I tried to reach towards him to buckle him in, he sped up knocking me back into my seat so I was unable to buckle him in. When he saw a barricade that said ROAD CLOSED, he floored it busting through the sign. That is when I woke up.
The other night I dreamed that I was in the backseat of a car and Coby was in the driver's seat driving without a seatbelt. It was very dark outside with very few street-lamps on. He was driving so fast sideswiping other cars and buildings. Each time I tried to reach towards him to buckle him in, he sped up knocking me back into my seat so I was unable to buckle him in. When he saw a barricade that said ROAD CLOSED, he floored it busting through the sign. That is when I woke up.
In another bad dream- Coby and I were in Manhattan
and heading up to ground level from underground (I guess a subway). As he tried to get off on top his foot got stuck and the escalator began to suck him up. He grabbed onto my arm with only that one arm and his head still out. He looked me in the eye and & said “DON’T LET ME GO MOMMY!” I was
hugging his arm so tight thinking ‘this was it’, doubting I had the strength to pull him back out. Thankfully, I did.
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