tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7139653466148089653.post2285846339168230449..comments2023-06-17T09:19:41.780-04:00Comments on Lil Misses Unfolds: The Atticlilmisseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08437889372965529146noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7139653466148089653.post-3783938726333757302012-08-25T20:21:50.144-04:002012-08-25T20:21:50.144-04:00Thanks Cowgirl. I am truly sorry for your loss as ...Thanks Cowgirl. I am truly sorry for your loss as well. No one helps define who we will be more than our mothers and to lose them is a tragedy indeed. Thank you for the encouragement. ((hugs))lilmisseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08437889372965529146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7139653466148089653.post-90051861505632798882012-08-25T15:57:58.989-04:002012-08-25T15:57:58.989-04:00lilmisses, I thought this was a very powerful stor...lilmisses, I thought this was a very powerful story. I was really drawn in from the first few lines. I've had some pretty intense nightmares in my life, but I think yours is even more so. I can relate to losing your mother at such a young age, I lost mine at 2. Thank you for sharing your story with us. I agree, you have talent and should continue writing. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7139653466148089653.post-86431324815946463792012-08-25T11:48:00.251-04:002012-08-25T11:48:00.251-04:00Lillie! ((HUGS)) ((HUGS)) ((HUGS))
I very much app...Lillie! ((HUGS)) ((HUGS)) ((HUGS))<br />I very much appreciate your witch doctoriness. You know, because of the dream, I learned how to knit (years later). It's strange because my mother always crocheted. Maybe, even that tiny revelation, there's a glimpse of my desire for my life to turn out differently. So far, so good! <br />Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness and encouragement!lilmisseshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08437889372965529146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7139653466148089653.post-25714523388456457232012-08-25T10:05:46.342-04:002012-08-25T10:05:46.342-04:00Oh lilmissess - you are an excellent writer and yo...Oh lilmissess - you are an excellent writer and your story captivated me from the moment I started reading. You engage the reader with very powerful imagery.<br />Now.....this story is based in reality. correct? So, because I am hopelessly invested at this point, I hope you will endure my witch doctor analysis of your dream...<br /><br />So. When you are talking about an attic, I think that means upper, and uppermost in our selves is our mind. The senses of smell and sound are very engaged. So your attic might be your mind, symbolically speaking. <br />When this dream began to haunt you, you were a teenager in a rather unfortunate family situation, all beyond your control. The mind of a 13 year old intelligent (obviously) and sensitive (without a doubt) girl would be a place of conflict and some pretty dark thoughts. Scary thoughts.<br /><br />I found the park at midnight interesting, because a park is a place for families to play. In your dream you seem to acknowledge the fact that given the alcoholism that has your father imprisoned and your family victimized, your family only goes when no one else is there.<br />I think that is significant because it shows the longing of a little girl for normalcy, or what she perceives normal to be.<br />As a female, you undoubtedly identified with your Mother, who sounds like she was a caring person, who loved her daughter but was in circumstances that drained the happiness from her life. When your Mom died (and I am very sorry you lost her so young, Sweetheart) you must have felt so alone and so scared.<br />And so you begin a progression in to a series of circumstances that while they never change (the rooms beyond the trap door are all the same in furnishing and state) they grow darker (as despair and hopelessness settle in on a young girl trapped in a situation until she is old enough to escape).<br />The chair and the bed are important also, because a comfortable old chair and a bed with a welcoming quilt should be sources of comfort - but in your situation - there is no comfortable place.<br />As your life situation changes, you marry a wonderful man - your dream now changes again, more pleasant, but any insecurities you have (the question of having a family) are waiting to get you alone in the attic of your subconscious and terrify you.<br />Now the beautiful ocean view - the future is bright. The knitting may be the skills and achievements you have as a woman, your business and your triumph over the unfortunate circumstances you describe as your childhood.<br />I hope you aren't offended with my take on it, but I just couldn't help myself from reading what I see in your powerful story. <br />Thank you so much for sharing it with us all. <br />AND you should be writing every chance you get - you are an excellent writer!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com