(no subject)
Two nights ago, I had a dream that became disturbing once I woke up. I dreamt that Mom and Bill got married and decided to do a surprise wedding just like the one that George and I attended a few weeks ago. It was fun. I was looking around the guests to see who came. Aunty Susan was there having a fun time, and I glanced Nana Isabelle (my father’s mother who passed away in 1999) out of the corner of my eye. I went up to talk to her and I remarked that I missed her and I missed playing rummy cube with her and we should get together sometime soon and have another game. When I gave her a hug, she hugged me back and smiled. Then I woke up.
For the past few months I have been dreaming about Nana Isabelle a lot. It’s usually dreams where she is still alive but I haven’t seen her in a while (for whatever reason). Several dreams have had it that she’s in her apt, but sick - so sick that she can’t talk. But not cancer sick (like what she died of), more like the flu, or mono or something. It’s almost as if I’ve lost touch with her or something like that.
So yesterday I was fairly upset. George called me and surprised me with a quick visit (which was very sweet as I’d been watching The Notebook and so was in tears yesterday evening because of that). He basically sat on my couch and hugged me for half an hour. We had our usual joking banter, but when I told him about my dream, I had some tears going. I was happy he came though. I needed a hug rather badly, and I felt better after.
Why do I keep dreaming about my Nana like that? To me it would make more sense to dream about my cousin Stephen who died, as he was close to my age and it's still very hard to accept that he's gone. I miss my nana, but she lived a good life - and it's natural that the grandparents pass on long before their grandchildren. It's not natural that Stephen passed away when he was not yet 21 (and I six months the elder) and yet I accept that without reservation. *Sigh* I don't know... and I don't know why dreams can make you feel so melancholy.
For the past few months I have been dreaming about Nana Isabelle a lot. It’s usually dreams where she is still alive but I haven’t seen her in a while (for whatever reason). Several dreams have had it that she’s in her apt, but sick - so sick that she can’t talk. But not cancer sick (like what she died of), more like the flu, or mono or something. It’s almost as if I’ve lost touch with her or something like that.
So yesterday I was fairly upset. George called me and surprised me with a quick visit (which was very sweet as I’d been watching The Notebook and so was in tears yesterday evening because of that). He basically sat on my couch and hugged me for half an hour. We had our usual joking banter, but when I told him about my dream, I had some tears going. I was happy he came though. I needed a hug rather badly, and I felt better after.
Why do I keep dreaming about my Nana like that? To me it would make more sense to dream about my cousin Stephen who died, as he was close to my age and it's still very hard to accept that he's gone. I miss my nana, but she lived a good life - and it's natural that the grandparents pass on long before their grandchildren. It's not natural that Stephen passed away when he was not yet 21 (and I six months the elder) and yet I accept that without reservation. *Sigh* I don't know... and I don't know why dreams can make you feel so melancholy.