Visited In Dreams
I'm going to take a break from posting about writing/editing/etc. to write a quick entry about the dream I had last night.
Now, as you might remember, my Pa passed away last May. In my entire life of believing in the supernatural, I've never had a personal experience save a lost (and important) family video tape randomly showing back up in its rightful place soon after my Nana passed.
I've been thinking about Pa a lot lately. Now, I think about my grandparents who have passed on all the time, but the frequency of thoughts and feelings of sadness I've been having about Pa have increased greatly in the last month or so. I wasn't exactly sure why, other than that I miss him, but now I think I know the reason.
I was having a dream as random as ever. I was talking with college friends about how one of us was going to be studying abroad (whatever, not really important), and then all of a sudden, Pa was there. He looked like he did in pictures from when I was really little, meaning that he was in his late 40s. I asked him what he thought about this friend going to study in Italy for the trimester (again, what the hell ever), and Pa said that he thought it was a really good opportunity for him.
Then, he grabbed my hand. He was wearing a ring that until the moment I saw it in the dream, I didn't remember. He hadn't worn it since I was little, but there it was, on a finger of the hand that was holding mine.
"I just wanted to tell you to do a really good job at your job." That was exactly what he said to me, and I immediately started to cry. Pa passed away before I got my current job. I never got to tell him how much I'm loving it, or share with him the compliments I've received from parents and the staff.
"I miss you so much," I managed to get out through my tears.
"I miss you, too," he told me.
And then the alarm went off. I was crying when I woke up, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't stop. It isn't the first time I've woken up crying, but I can always calm myself down right away because it was just a dream. This time, I couldn't. And as soon as I realized why, I literally leaped out of bed and called my mom.
I couldn't stop crying because it wasn't just a dream. It was real. I know it was. Pa came to visit me in my dream last night. I think he's been trying to reach me for awhile, and that's why I've been feeling the way that I have. We got cut off, though, because of the stupid alarm. I have every confidence that Pa will visit me again. I just hope that next time we get to talk for a little longer, because I really do miss him. So much.
Now, as you might remember, my Pa passed away last May. In my entire life of believing in the supernatural, I've never had a personal experience save a lost (and important) family video tape randomly showing back up in its rightful place soon after my Nana passed.
I've been thinking about Pa a lot lately. Now, I think about my grandparents who have passed on all the time, but the frequency of thoughts and feelings of sadness I've been having about Pa have increased greatly in the last month or so. I wasn't exactly sure why, other than that I miss him, but now I think I know the reason.
I was having a dream as random as ever. I was talking with college friends about how one of us was going to be studying abroad (whatever, not really important), and then all of a sudden, Pa was there. He looked like he did in pictures from when I was really little, meaning that he was in his late 40s. I asked him what he thought about this friend going to study in Italy for the trimester (again, what the hell ever), and Pa said that he thought it was a really good opportunity for him.
Then, he grabbed my hand. He was wearing a ring that until the moment I saw it in the dream, I didn't remember. He hadn't worn it since I was little, but there it was, on a finger of the hand that was holding mine.
"I just wanted to tell you to do a really good job at your job." That was exactly what he said to me, and I immediately started to cry. Pa passed away before I got my current job. I never got to tell him how much I'm loving it, or share with him the compliments I've received from parents and the staff.
"I miss you so much," I managed to get out through my tears.
"I miss you, too," he told me.
And then the alarm went off. I was crying when I woke up, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't stop. It isn't the first time I've woken up crying, but I can always calm myself down right away because it was just a dream. This time, I couldn't. And as soon as I realized why, I literally leaped out of bed and called my mom.
I couldn't stop crying because it wasn't just a dream. It was real. I know it was. Pa came to visit me in my dream last night. I think he's been trying to reach me for awhile, and that's why I've been feeling the way that I have. We got cut off, though, because of the stupid alarm. I have every confidence that Pa will visit me again. I just hope that next time we get to talk for a little longer, because I really do miss him. So much.