I dreamed about my mother and grandmother last night.
They came to visit me, both as they were 20 years ago or more, busy and full of plans with a list of errands as long as my arm, and they drove me crazy and ran me ragged, and they were having the best time. Laughing. I don't know that I ever saw them laugh together in life, but in my dream their joy in one another was apparent. Plus, my mother let my grandmother drive, which everyone who knows my mother knows is pure fantasy. That woman never let anyone else drive!
I don't believe in an afterlife, and I don't think dreams are prophetic. A dream doesn't fix the hole in my heart made by their absence. I may never stop mourning them; I may never want to. But this is the first time I've dreamed either of them since they died, and oh...
It was good to see them.
They came to visit me, both as they were 20 years ago or more, busy and full of plans with a list of errands as long as my arm, and they drove me crazy and ran me ragged, and they were having the best time. Laughing. I don't know that I ever saw them laugh together in life, but in my dream their joy in one another was apparent. Plus, my mother let my grandmother drive, which everyone who knows my mother knows is pure fantasy. That woman never let anyone else drive!
I don't believe in an afterlife, and I don't think dreams are prophetic. A dream doesn't fix the hole in my heart made by their absence. I may never stop mourning them; I may never want to. But this is the first time I've dreamed either of them since they died, and oh...
It was good to see them.
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