Thursday, September 22, 2005
Alesia made an 88 on her Georgia Studies test! Yay! I was so hoping she could remember enough to at least make a B. Thank the Lord she remembered. The teacher was so tickled she wrote on the paper "You got it girl!" I liked the teacher.
I lost my father to cancer in 1996. Not a day goes by that I don't think of him. The funny part is, he would've been totally crazy about Alesia. She reminds me of him so much, oddly enough.
My dad was a sleepwalker. Alesia told me tonight that when she was in the orphanage she was a sleepwalker. She said the caretakers put down a wet towel beside the bed so when she stepped on it she would wake up. She said they also gave her Valerian to help her sleep. It's an herbal thing. I take it sometimes myself, but I can't imagine giving it to a kid. I have not seen her sleepwalk here, but I will be vigilant for it.
I sleepwalked once mysel, in Russia, ironically. It was the first night in Khabarovsk. I was totally exhausted and fell into bed asleep about 8:30 - it was a day more than 28 hours with no sleep, due to the 9 hour plane ride and time change. The next morning, my roommate said that she had gotten into the shower after I was asleep, accidentally banged the long shower sprayer against the side of the tub, and I had jumped up and gone in there, and said "You all right?" She said she was more frightened of me than the weird shower. She said she told me she was OK and I went back to bed. I have absolutely no memory of it. Freaked me out when she told me!
Additionally, Alesia is just so much like Grandpa Tony [as we refer to him]. She walks like him, snapping her fingers when she's happy, loves to sing [off key], is good with numbers, loves movies - just so many things. I feel sort of like Dad had a hand in sending her to me. I feel his presence in my life all the time.
I do believe if you love someone strongly then the boundaries between this world and the next can be crossed. Dad visits me in my dreams all the time. Mother says her parents come to her in dreams, too. They are powerful.
