Another Dream!

By now most of you know I "dream".  lol  So for those of you who don't, I guess you do now!  lol  Whether you believe in my "dreams" or not doesn't really matter to me.  What is important is the message I receive from these "dreams".  Like the one I had about my uncle, I will share my most recent two with you, my dear friends.  But first you need a little info on how this all works.  You see each and every member of my family and friends I have asked to please let me know if they can how they are doing on the "other side".  Some I have yet to hear from.  I suppose "that side" must be the most wonderful place because the ones I do hear from are extremely happy.  Take my uncle for example he died of COPD.  When he came to me he was whole again and could breathe like a young man.

Sometimes I dream about people who are still alive. My first dream was one like that I dreamed about her.  I could see her face and I knew she was talking to me in that stern voice.  That condescending voice that tells me she knows it all and her opinion is far more important than mine would ever be.  Again she was dress in her white jacket and dress pants.  She hadn't a hair out of place.  My mind was not receptive of her words so I cannot tell you what she said.  I guess I will have to endure yet another visit before I will learn her message.  Woe is me I say! lol  I sincerely hope when she does pass she doesn't visit me with that white jacket.

I have discovered that what ever is their favorite color or clothing they tend to wear it when they visit me.  My dear mother is still wearing her mint green suit after 12 years!  I hate that suit!  But I have learned it was her favorite.  Imagine my shock when my uncle visited with a baby blue suit on!  lol  Yeah my thoughts exactly.

I have been accused and rightfully so, of being the one who carries all the emotion in the family.  I have no idea why I have been chosen to express my emotions so much but it has a tendency to frighten some away.  I cannot control it just as I cannot control my "dreams".  I wish I could do both.  If I could I would not dream of them.  I would change the outcome.  Do you understand?  Anywho  I don't dream in color unless someone has something to tell me and that is how I know the difference.

Well enough of that heady stuff!  I suppose you want to know the second dream right?  Well it wasn't menacing like the first one.  It was really quite a relief to hear from Grandma.  I had just about given up!  But true to her word she came by for a visit!  And here is how it happened.

I'm standing on the threshold of my youngest Aunt's house.  I haven't been there in way too many years so I have no idea what they have done to the house.  However, I know this is their house or at least that is what I am being told.  The room is empty but for two doors.   One on the right leads to the kitchen and the other one the the left leads to another room.  I am being lead to the one on the right thru a very large kitchen and den area on to an addition on the back of the house where everyone has conjugated . .  This room feels like a sun room it is so bright and airy.   I see the outline of my youngest Aunt hovering over my oldest Aunt.  My Daddy is there and so are a lot of other people.  I ask where the 3rd Aunt is and no one answers.  I announce I am going in search of her.  I end up back in that first room and take the door on the left.   This room is so quiet and cool feeling.  The walls are a deep green and pictures are falling from the ceiling.  As they drop from the ceiling and land on the floor they are in full color.  One is my Mama and she is dressed in her mint green suit.  Another is my Grandma and she is dressed in pink with a white thin shirt jacket.  It has floral print on the jacket I can just make out the Hydrangea print or could it be Hibiscus?   I asked Grandma how she was doing and she said "We are all doing fine.  Just fine.  We are all together and doing fine."  I asked mama the same and she smiled and said she was happy.   I wanted to go outside but found myself back in the addition on the back  house.  I remember shutting the door behind me and telling everyone they were Ok and doing fine.  My Daddy asked "How do you know?"  And I repeat what Grandma and Mama told me.  It seems to satisfy everyone.  And then I woke up! 

To everyone who cares, Grandma is ok and they are all together now waiting for us.  Good night my dears.