dreams

it’s been a minute since i posted. Life has been unbelievably busy… no lie. I’m ready for it to slow down a bit…

Some of you may remember my fascination with dreams over the years… and my dream journal. My past month has been filled with extremely vivid and realistic dreams, many of them about my business partner, Dan, who died a year ago in August.

Last nights dream was not about Dan but even more haunting. In the dream, one of my daughters had passed…and the other one was telling me that she had “talked” to her, and she had said something to the effect of, “good job, Booger (her nickname), I’m so proud of you”. We cried as she told me about it and she said, “I’d rather talk to her in person, mom.”. I replied, “so would I, but it’s nice to at least be able to talk to her like this”.

All of a sudden, I thought to myself, “All these years (45) and I didn’t know I could still talk to you, Daddy”

The dream went on to include different people and circumstances, including my husband doing our laundry and vacuuming the floor of our new home, which was a Frank Lloyd Wright-esque home that was sort of a “duplex”… our neighbor was “Rebecca”, except not the Rebecca that actually lives next to us, but the piano instructor from my studio. Three Russian siblings in tan Amish dresses came for piano lessons but I sent them to Rebeccas place.

Then I was driving a bus in a snowy parking lot to a meeting with people I worked with years ago.

I’m trying to piece everything together and find meaning…. I’m so very haunted by not talking to my daddy for 45 years! And losing a daughter. I pray as I sleep tonight that God will reveal more to me!

Be blessed!