Fractured Dreams

Spending time with my Mother (deceased 4 years) & Father (deceased 9 years), driving with my Family to attend a relative's funeral, in a white kitchen with both my Sisters, a large warehouse used as a school, running down one of the nearby town's streets.. telling a couple who was golfing that the storm was getting worse, then myself & someone else golfing down the same street in a blizzard, no one brought clothes for Daughter, shopping for clothes for Daughter at JC Penny's, threatening a school employee... 

Seeing my name in the obituary section of the newspaper just as Daughter came in to wake me up this morning.

I am so freaked out right now that all I want to do is go back to sleep and have a happy dream. I could really use a hug but Husband is at Firefighter's training.. and I don't want to upset Daughter with it all.