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Monday, January 24, 2011

Last night's emotional dream

Last night, I had a sad dream. The dream started out happy with the entire family going to Las Vegas. We were going to have some fun. We arrived at the airport in Vegas and dad told me that Grandpa was already waiting for us.

"What? Really?" I almost squealed because I got to see Grandpa!

"Yup. Can you do me a favor and go wait with him while I get the bags?" Dad asked

"Sure!" I replied and skipped over to Grandpa.

I hugged him tightly and we started talking. Grandpa said he's been okay and he looked great. We walked over to a counter and he took out a stack of traveler's checks and started signing them. First check he signed was for $600 which is kind of an odd amount. Grandpa said he was giving everybody some money to have a good time with. It wasn't a lot but it equaled $225 per person. I hugged him again and said thanks. I turned to see if Dad was around and when I did that, Grandpa collapsed. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. I screamed and looked for dad again. I spotted him a long ways away so I told the people around Grandpa to call 911 while I get my dad.

I ran over to dad who was carrying so many bags, he could barely stand and told him Grandpa collapsed. Dad dropped all of the bags right there and we both ran back to Grandpa. Grandpa still wasn't breathing or moving, Dad was crying, I was crying, even some bystanders were crying. That's when I woke up around 11 pm. I'm extremely sad typing this up and choking back tears. You see, Grandpa has been dead for 6 years now. It was so good to hug him in the dream. I miss him.

Now, it's been said that loved ones visit you in your dreams after they passed on. Was this a visitation? If so, has he visited the rest of the family like this? Despite the sadness of the dream, I woke up in a very good mood. Smiling and making jokes. Then I typed up the dream... yea, I need the good mood to return. It will eventually.

For now, I leave with a message to Grandpa. We all love you and we all miss you.

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