Keepingthefaith21
Brilliant_Rock
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Last night I had a dream that got under my skin so I wanted to write about it to try and get it out of my head.
I dreamed SO proposed. I don’t remember the specifics of it; I just know it happened. Next thing I knew, I was off at my wedding reception. I remember walking into the room and noticing that my best friend’s mother was sitting at a table with her, her father, and her two sisters. They were talking and laughing together. I was so happy to see her mom. The reason? In “real life” her mom passed away when I was in the 5th grade.
I looked at the next table and sitting there looking completely in love with each other and very happy were my mother’s parents. They were talking and laughing with each other and my grandmother looked like she was radiating pure gold off her skin, she was that beautiful. In “real life” my grandfather passed away when I was in second grade and my grandmother is suffering from dementia and Alztimers so badly she doesn’t remember who anyone is and has no concept of reality (she spends her days “talking” to people who passed away years ago and refuses to get dressed or out of bed most days).
I was watching my mother’s parents and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a couple was dancing on the dance floor. I turned to watch and noticed it was my father’s parents dancing together. They looked so beautiful and graceful and again, they had that amazing look of love in their eyes that seemed to radiate off of them. Once again, in “real life” my grandmother had passed on a few years ago. My grandfather is still with us but he’s steadily declining in health and overall abilities.
I was awoken abruptly, by what I am uncertain. In the first few moments of wakefulness, I felt so happy and I felt a sense of completeness I haven’t felt in years. Then, it hit me, it was a dream. Half the people involved in it are gone, they will never be with me again and they certainly won’t be there to share my wedding day with me. I felt horrible. I just laid in bed sobbing. I don’t even know why it hurt as bad as it did. I’ve done my grieving and accepted that I’ve lost some people who meant the world to me.
I was just shaken up by how much it hurt when I realized the feeling of total happiness I had was fleeting. Needless to say, I didn’t go back to sleep after that. I was too afraid I would go back to the dream.
Thanks for letting me get this out.