188 last night's dream

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  I suppose I was at Natural Magic's new space, and there was a group
  of women, apparently I belonged with them. There was an outside fair-
  thing going on, but there was inside furniture outside. Carpet,
  bookshelves. A spinning basket. I don't remember much. And
  then 'tears in heaven' in my head.
  
  I guess 'tears in heaven' was for Dee's baby, which she lost on
  Monday. I can't help but cry when I think about it. She wanted
  another baby, and the army doctors had told her she wouldn't even be
  able to conceive naturally, and she was so happy that she'd gotten
  pregnant without any treatments or anything, and she was due in June.
  I'm so sad for her. And not sure what to do, other than just be sad.
  Which seems very useless & unhelpful.
  
  I always thought Eric Clapton was a pretty bad parent for having
  windows where the kid could open em and get out, not to mention not
  keeping an eye on him, or paying someone else to keep an eye on him.
  
  But I guess it must feel worse to be somewhat responsible for a kids
  death, instead of just having it be out of your hands.
  
  Uncle Bob in diaryland was talking about how his 1 year old fell off
  the couch and how terrible he felt for letting that happen. Imagine
  what would have happened if the kid actually was hurt or killed from
  the fall.
  
  Being a parent must be so hard. It requires so much courage; I
  couldn't do it.