Weird Sad Dream
Last night I dreamt I spoke to my Grandad for the first time since he died in 2007. I don't think I've ever had a dream like this before, and it kind of affected me. I dreamt I was in a bandstand in Bath (for some reason-my Grandparents lived in a little village in central Scotland) and I knew my Grandad was there but I couldn't see him. I wasn't scared, I just sat down and spoke to him, and he told me that he was Granny and he was finally happy. I hugged him with one arm and held his hand with the other. I could feel him, his hands felt rough and I could smell him, but he wasn't there. Although when I woke up I felt weird and sad, at the same time I was glad because I know he's happy now.