Death and appologies

I dreamt that grandma Irene died. It wasn't a sad dream in as much as a letting go kind of dream. She was trying to leave something imortant to me.

My dream about Rick G. was kind of funny. I guess I was thinking about him a little yesterday. I was with my kids and he was with his. I think we were biking. His kids were crying and unhappy when my kids and I passed him by. Then when he caughtup with us I demanded that he give Megan the money he owed her for babysitting.