Charis Kaltenecker
Bio
Dog Mom, Human Mom, Suicide-Loss Survivor, Taco Bell Aficionado. All edits done by my Saint Bernard, Woody. All sanity that has been salvaged in this house thanks to husband, Brian.
Stories (1/0)
Start With What You Know
The night I learned my dad died I had a nightmare. My teeth kept falling out. My mouth was so delicate that every time I turned my head or whenever my fingertips barely brushed the tip of my jaw, a new tooth would fall out in a bloody mess. I was horrified. I tried desperately to keep the remaining teeth in, stricken with the idea that I wouldn't have a smile anymore. It’s easy to psychoanalyze the dream in retrospect, but at the time I woke up confused, panicked, and anxious. Those feelings stayed with me long after that fitful night of sleep.
By Charis Kaltenecker6 years ago in Families