Bad dreams

Before we exchanged the personal property last weekend with his parents I was having bad dreams about the exchange it self. I thought that the dreams would stop....but last night proves that it hasn't. They came again and took more and invited themselves to Christmas dinner. They sat at a table all by themselves with the kids. I sat there fuming at my mil who actually was his mother again. (all things are possible with dreams) I endured it...because I was a guest but I was angry at my hostess because this was my time with the kids and they were interfering. They whispered to people how they wiped me out and all I wanted to do was corner them and yell in their faces....NOOOO you think you may have...but you haven't. I am well provided for because I can take care of myself.

I have a long way to go to process through this.