Those who've left us
I had a dream last night - I have been having more bizarre dreams since becoming pregnant.
In this dream, however, my maternal grandparents were the main characters (along with myself). The strange thing about this particular cast is that in real life my grandfather passed away just over 2 years ago. But in my dream, it was as if the memory of his death was completely erased from my brain - there he was, just as I remember him, and there was nothing strange about it. The dream was quite long (with several scenes and plot developments), and at no time did my mind say "Hey, wait a second, Grandpa passed away - so you better make the most of your time with him here in this dream!" (normally I have that dialog when I dream about people or pets who've passed away, and I begin to have some lucidity as I awaken). And then normally I wake up feeling sad, and feeling a loss.
But this time it took quite a while after I woke up before I realized what I had been dreaming, and WHO I had been dreaming about. So instead of feeling sad, I actually felt sort of content. I got to see him again, and be around him again - and it was just like things were when he was alive. The experience wasn't tainted with any painful feelings, because I had forgotten the truth, and the grief that goes along with it while I was with him in my dream.
Of course, relating all this to you has gotten me a bit choked up, because I do miss him. But it was nice seeing him again.
2 comments:
What a nice dream! And to wake up and keep that good feeling with you for a bit -- it's a gift really.
The night my maternal grandfather died, I had a really really vivid dream about him and about him dying, to the point where the next morning, I was too freaked out to answer the phone because I knew someone was going to call to tell me he had died. And then they did.
Oh wow, Mimi - I've had some friends with very similar experiences to yours. It's strange how dreams like that can happen. Makes you wonder about a lot of things...
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