Dreams and Trains

I had another dream last night about trying to help my parents. I have these dreams a lot....last night they were visiting me in my high school for an open house. We left and it was snowing so heavily we could barely see. I tried and tried and tried to help my mother in the snow, to keep her from falling, but I couldn't. Then it morphed into another dream and there were huge waves and hurricanes and a train and our old apartment in Chicago was damaged by the waves. These dreams pop up so often, mostly about my parents, occasionally about Judi. It's as though I feel I should still be taking care of them. And the dreams about our old apartment building being damaged....I have that one often too. Am I grieving for that period in my life? It was a relatively carefree period....and yet I have so much more now. I don't know....

The train imagery might just be because of Leo however. He's off today on a field trip to the Holocaust Museum in St. Louis. The 8th grade is doing a whole section on the Holocaust this quarter. They had to pick a topic to research and then create a presentation or model etc.   Guess what he chose? He chose the transportation to the camps.

Yes....he managed to turn the Holocaust into a reason to study trains.

It's almost like the time in kindergarten when he insisted that trains were his favorite sea animal and his teacher finally gave up and agreed with him.

Damn I love that boy.