Dream Journal
My family was at Costco in Anchorage buying groceries. Mom was relatively young and was wearing a white dress and bonnet from the late 1800s; she was also holding a newborn baby. Along one side of the warehouse was a long string of train cars. I walked up and down them with my dad. When we went around to the other side of the cars, we saw that “$1,000” had been painted in white on one of the cars.
My dad thought that one thousand dollars was a great deal for 6 train cars. The bagger tried to put them into a metal grocery cart while we paid for them, but she couldn’t make them fit. She could get two into the basket, but no more.
Dad decided to come back for them at a later date and so we went to the car to leave. I frantically looked around for Mom because she wasn’t in the car with us. When I asked Dad to wait for Mom, he told me that we were leaving her at Costco. This made me very angry with my dad.
Back at home, I went out onto the dirt road and hitched a ride. I intended to go back to Anchorage to get my mom. The ride I hitched was with some men in an RV. Not far up the road they pushed me out of the back door; I walked home.
I stopped by our neighbor’s and found that my Mom was hiding in their basement sewing. I was very happy to have her back near home.