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Denise R Dahlheimer

I dreamed of going to spend the night at my grams house. She has gone on to be with Jesus for a long time now and it still seems like yesterday. You would have liked her, everyone did. She was good hearted and giving and a little sarcastic. Her living room wasn’t a decorators dream as it had an assorted number of comfy chairs lined up around the room to accommodate many on a daily basis. People just gravitated to this home of a true servant for the Lord.


As I stepped through the front door, I smelled her homes familiar smells and it felt good. I heard the familiar house sounds. I was there to care for things while she had a short stay in the local nursing home. Duane, my husband was with me as was our dog. It was late and we retired to her bed just off the living room.

I had laid there many times in my life. It was a great place to go grab a nap while she would watch her great grand babies for this then single and very tired mom. Funny how distant experiences can flood right back like a warm blanket.


I recalled the feeling of those blankets as we fell asleep. Then the dog alerted to someone in the living room! I nudged Duane but he hadn’t heard it. I got up to investigate. I turned on the first light switch but it didn’t work. I turned on the second and it illuminated nothing but my dog looking at something I couldn’t see.

At this point I rummaged through the kitchen drawers for pen and paper. Nothing! I went out to my car for the post-it pad in it. I returned to the kitchen and sat down at the old round table to write her a note. I struggled with it, crumpling up paper after paper. As I gave up, my eyes lit upon a Snickers candy bar.

And that was that. I awoke. What it all means is to be determined. My feelings linger on the feel of her bed but the Snickers bar… all I could think of was the hangry commercial where this candy bar ousts the diva right out of a person. 😂


“you’re not you when you’re hungry”


It’s a good thing I ask God to contain my thoughts and bless me when I go to sleep at night!


Elijah, the Prophet suffered immensely from “caretakers syndrome” to the point where God said, “Go to bed, rest, and eat a sandwich!”


No matter how hard we try, no matter how well we do, nothing and no one is too busy for a nap.


now to say something almost sacrilegious here… I don’t like snickers bars 😂

It is interesting that God would use that to get my attention over lemon bars!

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