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so last night i had a dream that hasnt left my mind all day.
so i've decided to write about it here.
my family along with my moms side of the family is having a picnic or some sort of meal outside around a table.
were all just talking, when my grandpa walks into my sight and takes a seat across the table from me, wearing those old checkered farmer's shirts with the big poofy fishing vest that never seemed to leave his body ever.
everyone starts gasping, as they think they are seeing a ghost (somewhere subliminally in my head as im dreaming i too felt like i was seeing a ghost. eeeeerie.)
as im looking at him, he slowly begins to vanish, starting at his head.
i made sure to scramble around the table to touch his hand before he had dissapeared.
i have goosebumps right now as im writing this.
this dream just felt so symbolic and is actually really special to me, so i wanted to write it here so i can remember it forever.
rip grandpa, thinking of you, never forgetting.
so i've decided to write about it here.
my family along with my moms side of the family is having a picnic or some sort of meal outside around a table.
were all just talking, when my grandpa walks into my sight and takes a seat across the table from me, wearing those old checkered farmer's shirts with the big poofy fishing vest that never seemed to leave his body ever.
everyone starts gasping, as they think they are seeing a ghost (somewhere subliminally in my head as im dreaming i too felt like i was seeing a ghost. eeeeerie.)
as im looking at him, he slowly begins to vanish, starting at his head.
i made sure to scramble around the table to touch his hand before he had dissapeared.
i have goosebumps right now as im writing this.
this dream just felt so symbolic and is actually really special to me, so i wanted to write it here so i can remember it forever.
rip grandpa, thinking of you, never forgetting.