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Water is splashing everywhere, my face is drenched.  I can hear each breath coming in and out of me, a low growling sound emanating from somewhere deep inside.  I look through the thrashing water, see the reason for my struggle.  A face I hate, eyes open in terror.  My hands show no mercy.  I wake from the dream startled, uneasy…as usual.  The dream which has visited me at least once a year for over a decade, though unsettling, no longer scares me.  No longer pleases me either.   Read more >

{I wrote this post about a month ago on my blog, there has been an update to this situation which I will hopefully write about soon, but for now I wanted to share this part of our journey with the Blogher community.}  It’s late.  Nearly 2am, and I’m wide awake, nerves jangling.  Paul and I completed a huge task tonight, one that will affect our family in a major way depending on the decision of forces beyond our control.   Read more >