No So Sweet Dreams

Last night I had a dream that was so-o-o-o-o real!

Brenda had come up from Florida for a visit and after she'd been here about a week, she came to me and asked about Nancy. "So! When are we going to go see Nancy?" she asked. I didn't reply because I was afraid. "Is she coming here, or what?" she asked. I started to cry.

There were people in my bedroom signing up for a camping trip, so I pulled her out into the hallway to talk privately. "I don't know where she lives!" I whispered. "She moved about three years ago and I can't find her address or phone number! She's never gotten in touch with me in all this time!"

When I finally woke up, I could hear my voice in my head. This has got to be the strangest dream in my life! It was so real. My heart was thudding in my chest.

I wish I had someone who explains dreams to explain this one to me. Although, I do remember that Nancy and I had talked (laughed) about contacting each other once one of us had died. We promised each other that we'd try to contact the other. We also said (laughed) we'd knock over vases and pull pictures off the walls and do other "ghostly" things. I've had two dreams about her. In one, she was just there - it wasn't about her. In the other, it was about her, but she didn't speak.

I had a recurring dream about my mother shortly after she died. In it, she was in church and I ran to her and she put her arms around me and told me everything was OK. In a recurring dream about my father, he disappeared around the corner on Main Street. By the time I ran to the corner, he was gone. A man on the street told me that Dad would be back soon - he was a travelling salesman.

I'm glad that when I wake up, most dreams turn into mist and drift away and I can't remember them at all.