i have a dream.....

......or should i say i "had" a dream.  not once.  not twice.  but over and over again.  it wasn't one of my panicky dreams that i seem to forever be getting stuck in.  it was a simple dream.  a dream about a chair.  yes....you heard me right.  a chair.  but this was no ordinary chair.  it belonged to my great-grandmom.....my mom's grandmom.  her and my mom were very close but she died when my mom was just little.  even still, i grew up listening to stories about her.  she was a hungarian gypsy who immigrated to the united states.  it's her i have to thank for the gypsy blood that courses thru my mom's veins.  her family traveled with the circus and were trapeze artists.  apparently she was pretty fiesty and would jump the ship back to her home land when the urge struck her.  she was arrested for boot-leggin back in the prohibition.  i guess some people might be embarrassed by that but not me.   i think it showed her strength.  she did what she had to in order to survive and support her family in hard times.  something the woman in our family have been doing for generations.  but anywaysssss...back to the chair.  some how my mom got it from my grandmom. to be honest, i'm not sure that i ever remember a time when my mom didn't have it.   it's been that long......

........there was also a little girl in my dream.  i'll bet you'll never guess who it was!!!  lol....i was gonna try to keep you in suspense but i'll just tell ya.  yeah....it was samantha.  she had on this brown dress with pink flowers all over it.  it's my favorite dress that she has right now.  and let me tell ya...princess leia has some dresses.  but this one....it's my favorite . 

                                                

in my dream, samantha is wearing this dress and sitting in her great-great-grandmom's chair in the middle of her grandmother's pasture.  i told my mom about my dream yesterday and she said...well you should take her picture.  she understood the pasture part but didn't quite get the chair part.  she pointed to a wicker chair she has sitting on her porch and said i could use that one if i wanted to.  i said....ummmm, NO, it has to be your grandmom's chair.  so after school, i drug poor samantha over to her haha's house, made her put on her sunday go-to-meeting dress, pulled her hair out of her hair-bow and forced her to pose on a chair she had no clue about.   ahhhhh...the things we do for love.  she was such a good sport about it...as usual.  in my dream, the grass in the pasture is long.  well, the  little dream-maker in my head that likes to torture me didn't account for the fact that my mom now has cows in the pasture who have eaten the grass down to the nub.  so for that reason and for fear of being stampeeded by a herd of teenage cattle, we chose to take the pictures in my mom's front yard.  so here ya have it.  my dream come to life.  i guess sometimes you don't have to have your eyes open to see "beauty".  sometimes it finds us in a dream......